One thing I miss when I'm in the desert is the variation in colors and textures that we have in the Northwest. I returned to Seattle early enough in November to see the end of the fall colors. These last few days have been windy and rainy, so now the leaves are pretty much gone. I enjoyed them immensely while they lasted.
One thing I don't enjoy is the aftermath of the leaves from the large wisteria, which continue to fall for seemingly forever and insist on blowing into my kitchen.