Apparently I wasn’t the only one to think of dividing the year into six seasons 
. Here is a piece of a graduation speech delivered by Kurt Vonnegut in which he describes the six seasons of the year:
“One sort of optional thing you might do is realize that there are six seasons instead of four. The poetry of four seasons is all wrong for this part of the planet, and this may explain why we are depressed so much of the time. I mean, spring doesn’t feel like spring a lot of the time, and November is all wrong for autumn, and so on. Here is the truth about the seasons: Spring is May and June. What could be springier than May and June? Summer is July and August. Really hot, right? Autumn is September and October. See the pumpkins? Smell those burning leaves? Next comes the season called Locking. November and December aren’t winter. They’re Locking. Next comes winter, January and February. Boy! Are they ever cold! What comes next? Not spring. ‘Unlocking’ comes next. What else could cruel March and only slightly less cruel April be? March and April are not spring. They’re Unlocking.”
—Kurt Vonnegut
I think that’s pretty great!
Also, a family friend says that Montreal has two seasons: July and the rest of the year. LOL.
Wishing you a good Shabbos in whatever season you find yourself.
