Dear Summer Sunshine,

Hi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It feels like it’s been a while. Do you miss Canada?

I haven’t had to strain my eyes against your boorish light in many moons and just today I was waxing poetic, missing those squinting moments. I miss the sound of your wind through the tree leaves and the cicadas, the sound of Harley jumping in to the pool and the sight of blue skies and puffy white clouds.  Day after day.

Your friend Winter has been quite uneventful, he’s held back on the whole freezing tundra vibe he used to lean on for years and years. But he’s a grayish colour mostly and not romantic and soft as only falling snow can make one feel.   It’s not cold enough to snuggle by a fire and if anything he’s icier than he’s ever been.

But enough about that bore.

It’s you I miss.

I even miss Spring, even though we all know she smells like dirt and can be her own shade of gray, even a little crisp but not as crisp as your friend Autumn. You three I just adore in your own little ways but between you and I, Summer you are the one for me.

This may seem forward but we should go to Vegas together and marry via some tacky Elvis impersonator.

I often dream of one day relocating to locations amongst North America that subscribe to you 9, 10, even 11 months of the year. Rainy season? Bah, totally doable.  I have even considered a trip to the electric beach, just to catch three or four minutes of radioactive rays, almost as a reminder to my skin what you feel like.

I know you will be here soon, only a couple  of months to go but I just wanted to tell you how much I love you and I can’t wait for you to get here. I know right now I may not look the greatest in a bathing suit but we’re working on it, I may jump out of a cake for you when you arrive.

Call or write when you have a minute.

Love you long time.

Forever Yours,

(Very Pale) Tinka O’Curry

(Surrounded by Vitamin D lozenges with unhappy look on face.)

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