I remember very distinctively the first day I ever woke up to snow. It was a Sunday morning in December 2023 - the year I decided to move very far away from home. I trudged carefully through the snow on my way to the railway station and waited impatiently for the train to arrive. I began to think about life back home. How hot it must be and the increasing fear of another record summer. I remembered the brittle gumnuts I collected as little girl with my Nan and the smell of her intoxicating perfume..