You: Hey, it's me, Summer-time.
Me: Oh, hellooooo old friend! How have you been? You've been gone so terribly long and things have been so dark and grey. This winter I almost lost my marbles because I thought you would never return.
You: You did lose your marbles. I'm a season not a person.
Me: Well, to me you are a magical, mystical lovely existence.
You: Well I may be special but I'm still just a season.
Me: But you're my favorite one. I wait all year just for you.
You: Alright well I'm here now. You can relax and go on about things.
Me: Thank the lawd! I'm off to Edisto...