Turn! Turn! Turn!, the Full Pink Moon

Saucer magnolia petals 4-24-13

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

A time to be born, a time to die

A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

The Byrds, Turn!Turn!Turn!

lyrics adapted by Pete Seeger from the Book of Ecclesiastes 

Are you ready for spring? The question was posed by my neighbor as we discussed our weekend plans.  I had to bite my tongue as to not point out that spring arrived over a month ago, but I managed silence as I knew exactly what she meant.  And the answer is an emphatic NO.  No, I am not ready for spring.  I'm dawdling and ill prepared; my yard work seems stalled as a part of our yard is in construction. Even the plants seem late.  

TURN! TURN! TURN!

That last sentence is a lie. The plants are never late.  They are timed quite intricately to the sun calendar and temperature.  Perhaps what I mean is that this spring feels more blustery than the norm.  Trees are leafing, the cherry and apple trees are about to turn the world pink.  Nature is on time.

TURN! TURN! TURN!

Time is moving whether we are ready or not...a particularly hard lesson I learned this past month.  Another dear family member has passed, our Aunt Sue, and I feel our house has been cloaked in mourning for so long.  Must we all return to dust?

TURN! TURN! TURN!

But everything has a season, has a time.  To bloom or to decay. We are powerless to stop it, best to just enjoy it.  And this month, the world is turning pink.