One Sydney season does not like to let go of itself and make a smooth transition from one to the next which is why I figure we always get strange weather patterns running through Sydney just before one season back doors it. It has been so hot and humid these last few days that when the wind started howling last night I thought to myself that it must surely be a sign that the seasons will soon change. The funny thing is, you can't really ever narrow it down to a particular day or week that it changes and if you do say 'oh, here is the first day of the big change' you are sure to have to eat your words a few days later when a hot spell returns. The only thing I go by is that the year will surely pass and you will experience four seasons, as to when they happen, that's a very fluid concept.
Anyway, it's time to start thinking about autumn and Easter. What are you going to wear? Time to polish off your boots. Time to start thinking about muted colours and changing tones.