My goodness, is this really my hundredth upload already? Well it's certainly a fitting map, if that's the case.

The seasons may be swift to swirl past us, each capturing a point in history with a unique hue all its' own. But no matter the chill of Winter or the birth of Spring, the blazing heat of Summer or the sepia tones of Autumn, one constant remains as true as ever:

Leaves and debris still litter the ground; and that simply cannot stand, can it?

Here's to another hundred to come!

Map by SubparFiddle