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The Seasons come and go, some with the bluster of a damaged ego, some with a lazy haze that seeps into the bones and makes us lay in hopeful pastures overlooking bubbling swimming streams. The personality of each season may not be of concern to the vast majority of humanity, more troubled by the unease of the monthly, daily, change of events, but it must be noted that as the cold anger of February and the war like heat of August shape our lives, so to do the seasons, the high council of climate and time, have the right to be felt and appreciated by even the smallest of creatures.