When springtime began rolling around, I rejoiced in the green that blanketed the earth. As the weeks went on, I marveled at the growing crops, forgetting what the land looked like without walls of corn stalks. Fireflies appeared, and I experienced the magic of the South.
However, when temperatures are soaring to the 100's, causing both brow and bosom to be embarrassingly caked with sweat, sometimes you just need to kick back and remember the good old days.
Autumn, come soon.