Autumn has been totally skewwhiff in Sydney this year, devoid of its customary cadence and meter | Paul Daley

Is it too soon to be nostalgic for all those soft, gentle Marches? Here’s hoping not

In the southern Australian cities where I’ve spent most of my life my birthday on the second day of autumn has always been synonymous with gentle seasonal transition.

It’s no coincidence that the beginning of autumn in March is my favourite time of year. First comes the softer light. The mornings grow darker and slightly crisper.

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