it's getting hot
It makes beautiful sense when you look at the weather in Perth in terms of the Noongar six seasons instead of the four.
"Spring" is supposed to be a mild, clean transition between "winter" and "summer". But then, why the pelting rain? Why the freezing nights? Why the days when the sun seems like it's decided it's the middle of December all 'a sudden?
Because we're more moving from Djilba (~ August, September, October) to Kambarang (~ October, November, December). Djilba is the bipolar weather, and the increasingly warm & dry days working their way into it all are Kambarang trying to get a foothold.
A lot of people picture Australian summer as lifeless; the green fades away, the air seems to go dead and still, and the heat sometimes makes you feel like the next thing about to go is yourself. So why is Kambarang the season of birth? And why is Birak, the season following, the season of childhood?
I think it's because all the good in life is hard. I don't like dichotomies too much, but I was thinking about it lately, and you can sort of break the things we do into two ways: things that start out easy but get hard, things that start out hard but get easy.
The latter category is where you tend to find the places we put our little joys: learning how to ride a bike, sex, keeping your room clean, etc. The pelting heat, and the rattle of leaves is more alive than anything soft and summery could ever be, in a sense.