I used to miss all of the seasons, the bright blue sky, icy winter days playing in the snow, and fall of Massachusetts when I lived in AZ. Since I've been back, I have sworn not to take the beauty around me for granted. And, I don't. I love everything about each season, certain smells, the feel of the ocean, walking in the woods. The air before a big thunderstorm.
I miss nothing about Miami. I hated the weather there.
I do occasionally miss the smell of burning piñon and cool desert nights.