Interesting. In Singapore, we have seasons because...well, there are the monsoons and then our neighboring countries burn forests and give us hot weather and the haze or its the other way around, I'm never sure.

Nonsense aside, we have two seasons: blazingly hot or storms. I remember my grandmother singing a song in our dialect to me, it was about the rain and someone's grandparents running into the house and somehow, the rain, thunder and lightning were all the work of some gods. I can remember two lines of it, but no one else seems to remember the song. It'll be really interesting to ask some of the older folks here and see if there are any good stories, though.