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Congeries
Autumn leaves drifted to the ground outside Abby’s window. It may not have been very secure to have a window to the outside in her lab, but she loved it. Especially during this time of year, she needed to know exactly when the leaves started falling.
It was the only time of year that she could safely collect for her congeries of leaves. Any other time of year and she had to take them from the trees while they were still alive. It was only during autumn that the leaves fell off the trees on their own and were easy to retrieve without harming the tree.
