The least favorite season of the year.

The least favorite season of the year.

Lately, I don’t really have any favorite or least favorite seasons. Perhaps summer is slightly worse than the others. Yes, berries, yes, mushrooms, yes, free time (although it’s unlikely that this is specifically due to the season), but during this time of year, I often find myself in a state close to comatose... However, considering the advantages of summer, even this doesn’t give reason to dislike it, at most, to treat it neutrally.