More than four seasons .... apparently ...

I remember the halcyon days of my youth, back in the 1960s and 1970s. Late in the winter season, we looked forward to the spring season, when we could shed our heavy winter jackets. During the spring season, we looked forward to the summer season ultimately arriving, so that we could enjoy camping, swimming, and just generally time off. As that season drew to a close, some looked forward to the beauty of the autumn season, as nature offered its spendiferous display of fall colors. As the winter season approached, some of my peers couldn't wait for skiing, ice skating and hockey, amongst other winter season sports.

In a world of climate change, we now seem to have added "Fire Season", "Hurricane Season" and "Tornado Season" to nature's own seasons.