turn, turn, turn.
winter, check. spring, check. summer, fall, check, check. yup, that's all of 'em. learned them when i was a youngin. four seasons. there's even a hotel chain named after them. i moved to wisconsin, and all of sudden, people are talking about 'tornado season'. the hotel's not called 'five seasons' people.
in southern california, we have the 'santa ana's', winds that blow lots of miles per hour (couldn't find the actual number - i thought the google knew everything?), stir things up, and help spread fires. we don't call it a 'season', however. 'the santa ana wind season' - that's just silly.
but we're not in southern california anymore toto, i'm in wisconsin where they create new seasons that have nothing to do with the solstice or equinox phenomenon. safety tips for surviving a tornado include: lay under a matress, get away from windows (duh), and if you have a mobile home, get out! brings up fond memories of earthquake drills in elementary school - we'd all huddle under our desks, had to bring a packet of food to class at the beginning of each school year just in case 'the big one' occurred while we were at school. can you imagine being the teacher stuck in a classroom with 30 nine-year-olds after a devastating earthquake who all brought disgusting canned food like vienna sausages. no thank you. i'd probably start teaching the kids about new seasons, like 'earthquake season'.
and so, i say to those of you who are trying to add seasons to our well-established four, please stop, you're confusing the children. and the emigrants from los angeles.
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