It's 7am and I am waiting at the stop for the number 67 bus that will take me into the city. I'm wearing a long sleve shirt which I am happy of because if I wasn't I think that I would be a little bit cold.
It looks like we are close to the tur of the seasons here in Canberra and its one of my favourite times of year. In the various valleys you can see the night fog beginning to burn off and some of the leaves on the trees are turning.
In a few months the fog will start lasting well into mid-morning and the temperature will start dropping to the point where I'll start looking to the surrounding mountains for signs of snow.
Watching the seasons change is part of the joy of living in Canberra.