microbiology311
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Fall is the only comfortable time of year over here. Humidity is nasty.
Fall, the harbinger of Father Winter, arrives and all life knows that its time is over. Green dies, birds flee, and heat becomes scarce. Only the hope of Winter's passing keeps any shred of hope alive.
This cleric welcomes winter each year, and is thankful for the entire lack of airborne allergies.
but with winter comes more covering of skin...... but no pollen would be amazing now... so tired of taking allergy meds.