ah, I miss the autumn of the East coast of Canada. Here in Vancouver, the leaves just don't turn the same way. But I love the mountains here, and the cherry blossoms in the spring. The novelty of those never wears off.

I miss the red-brown crumbly shale of Nova Scotia.

I miss the sound of frogs, and taking walks through the swampy areas trying to catch them.

I don't miss the mosquitoes...

N.B. used to get wicked beautiful ice storms, everything would just be covered. Trees bowed, power lines about to snap. I can remember the way everything looked, so surreal. I'm happy for the memory, but I don't miss it, lol.