"It breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone.”
-A. Bartlett Giamatti
I grew up in Alabama, where summer is hot and humid and glaring and you have a thunderstorm every afternoon at 2:30 whether you want it or not, and after the rain passes it gets even hotter and more humid, if such a thing is possible.