Saturday, March 31, 2018

Soon, but not quite yet...

And once again, the melting will transform flakes into drops, into rills, into rivulets, into groundwater or brooks or streams. Will there again be fog? Fog will come again in the warm times. When will the warm times come again? When the cold winds have ceased and the warm winds blow again. When will that be? The winds will blow warm again when it is their time.

April 19, 2013 snowstorm
April 19, 2013 snowstorm
Photo by J. Harrington

For now, the sun must warm the roads and clear the ditches. The trees must once again have wind's help to discard their Winter cloaks. The earth is neither ready nor willing to return to its Winter slumber. Making do until better, warmer, days arrive is the order of the day. As the earth continues to turn, Spring will continue to strengthen. This tale, attributed to the Chippewa, tells us what we can look forward to.

April 4, 2014 snowstorm
April 4, 2014 snowstorm
Photo by J. Harrington

Pete Seeger, with an assist from Judy Collins, offers a similar explanation through one of his most popular songs. Soon the season will turn, but not quite yet.

Turn, Turn, Turn (To Everything There Is A Season)


To Everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for 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

To Everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose, under Heaven

A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together

To Everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose, under Heaven

A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracing

To Everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose, under Heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late

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