This morning I saw the first signs of fall in this burst of yellow leaves and the fallen leaves twirling and dancing on the sidewalk.  It seemed particularly striking, since birthdays past have always marked the start of spring, when crocuses, tulips and crepe myrtles burst forth in full bloom.  Though I suspect like all other places I have lived it will never compare to the vibrant transformation of foliage that occurs in the forests of Northeast U.S., I’m definitely looking forward to what Australia has to offer for the fall season.