Answer:
In spring, I am gay in handsome array. In summer, more clothing I wear. When colder it grows, I fling off my clothes. In winter, quite naked appear. What am I?
You use me between your head and your toes the more I work the thinner I grow.
I fly forever Rest never.
Without me everyone would lose their head.
The more there is the less you see.
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.