Here are two old Almanacs on the same theme. I cast a big sweaty slow-witted guy as Summer because it makes sense, at least if you live here in the hot and humid side of the country.
The one below ran a few years later when I guess Summer arrived early.
Perhaps with two hyperactive, sugar-crazed pixies blowing air horns to herald his arrival.
ReplyDeleteI remember going to my brother's Georgetown graduation and seeing melted plastic things (unintentionally) displayed in a store window in downtown DC. Did not make me want to summer there.
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