Growing up on a Vermot veggie farm

This morning Waverly and I were discussing the order of the seasons. When I was a kid, I learned about winter, spring, summer, and fall. However, the seasonal clock being constructed in Waverly's head seems to have a different look.

W: So after Christmas and all-the-fun-stuff season, does greenhouse season come next?

P: Well, yeah, I guess so . . .

W: And after greenhouse season comes mud season.

P: Actually, that's right, mud season is after we turn on the greenhouses, but . . .

W: I love mud season. Is it going to be mud season soon?