2011 - Day 297

Four seasons live in one full year,
Each one a different interest,
Most places are effected big time
In Cali there's no difference.
First there's Spring,
The flowers bloom,
The land turns green
Will get hot soon,
Summer's scorched
Lot's of bikinis,
Get buff and tan
I hope they see me,
Then comes Autumn
Also called Fall,
So do the leaves
And basketball.
Last is winter
The family season,
Holiday time
Gives us a reason.
Me? I like them all the same,
In Monterey, season's are tame.