Looking for a fun way to pass the time? Check out our collection of riddles about the seasons. From winter to summer, spring to fall, there's something for everyone.
This large green melon has red pulp inside and watery juice. Best enjoyed cold on a hot summer day.
See answerAutumn leaves and bad bowlers wreak havoc on this.
See answerWhat do you call a snowman in the summer?
See answerAs beautiful as the setting sun,
As delicate as the morning dew;
An angel's dusting from the stars,
That can turn the Earth into a frosted moon.
What am I?
A wave of white powdery destruction that is a skier's worst nightmare.
See answerWhen I'm born I fly. When I'm alive I lay. When I'm dead I run.
See answerIt is a place of play on a sunny day. Winter will come and take all the fun, but we'll be back in May. What is it?
See answerWhat dresses for summer and sheds in the winter?
See answerWhat do you get if you cross a snowman with a witch?
See answerWhere does a snowman keep his money?
See answerI fall from the sky but am not rain. I like the cold and not the sun. People like to eat me. What am I?
See answerA man without bones whose flesh is cold. A man unthinking who is always shrinking. Who is he?
See answerThey made me a mouth, but didn't give me breath.
Water gives me life, but the sun brings me death.
I come in winter. I cannot see, hear, or feel. I can't eat, but you can eat parts of me.
See answerI keep things green and keep kids happy during summer time. What am I?
See answerI am a man without bones, without blood, without life. My flesh is white, cold and shrinking. What am I?
See answerWhat flies when it's born lies when it's alive and runs when it's dead?
See answerWhat wears a coat in the winter and pants in the summer?
See answerWhat grows in winter, dies in summer, and grows roots upward?
See answerI saw a man in white, he looked quite a sight.
He was not old, but he stood in the cold.
And when he felt the sun, he started to run.
Who could he be? Please answer me.
Slowly creeping, I am weeping, changing shades, and growing.
See answerWhat does a snowman like to eat for breakfast?
See answerThey say each one is totally unique.
See answerHigh born, my touch is gentle. Purest white is my lace. Silence is my kingdom. Green is the color of my death.
See answerMy first is a title of honor; My second is myself; My first is your and I; My whole is a beautiful fixed star, seen in the winter.
See answerMaterial for making balls and men that only shows up at certain times of the year.
See answerI spin and hum,
I'm your summer tool.
Just flip the switch,
and I serve to cool.
What am I?
A stylish winter top that covers your larynx.
See answerWhat do you call a snowman in July?
See answerA seasonal fashion statement named for the weather it's worn in.
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