Fall is my favorite time of year. But for the past 10 years, I haven't experienced an Autumn. In Hong Kong , the tropical climate means that there really is no fall and there are no leaves changing. Not since I lived in Connecticut have I been able to enjoy the leaves changing color.

A few weeks ago, Marco, Jamie and I were walking down the streets of our Berlin neighborhood. We were stepping on leaves and feeling them under our feet--slippery against the wet pavement. The colors were amazing and the cool brisk air blowing the leaves down gave us a foreign feeling. Marco had never seen leaves fall and change colors. He was amazed. So were we.

It really is nothing short of miraculous to see this kind of beauty in nature. It's something I appreciate more as I get older and as I see it all again through the eyes of a child. How do we ever get numb to these things?