To everything, there is a season…

Winter seemed hard and long. But with a cold winter, spring seems all the more delightful. The sun feels warmer and every flower that breaks through the ground more beautiful.

When we lived in Arizona, grass was only important on the many golf courses. Coming by lush, green grass took a lot of water and effort. Our “lawn,” like most others, was decorated with colored stone. We had grass in the backyard out of habit, I think. Mowing took some thinking like, “Is it really growing? Do I really need to mow?” It was similar to whether or not we really need a haircut even if our hair looks fine but it’s uneven.

The ground in Arizona was hard as rock. It was amazing to see flowers and greenery break through the ground.

But Ohio is another matter for grass and mowing. It’s not whether it needs mowing but more like how often it needs mowing. It seems to grow as we watch it. But the lush, rich grass is nice to walk on with our bare feet. The dog loves to romp in it and rest in the shade of a tree when the sun bears down.

Water is not a problem this year as the sky has been relentless in its downpours. Flooding is a problem in parts of Ohio and in the southern states and much like wanting the snow to abate, we want the excess water to take its leave as well.

In due time, this will all happen. But again we are waiting for the weather to cooperate with our agenda when there is nothing we can do but prepare. Have our raincoats and umbrellas on the ready. Put gas in the mower for the sunny, drier days. Make sure our sump pump is operating. Turn on that dehumidifier in the basement, if you have one.

When all else fails, cozy up with a good book or The Good Book and catch up on your reading until the rains run off to the streams, rivers and lakes where they belong most of the time. Thank God for the blue sky, leafy trees and gorgeous flowers. (achoo!!)

We were able to plant onions, lettuce and beans during a respite from the rain. Now our wet garden has green sprouts contrasting the dark soil. We have harvesting to look forward to, and more planting.

That reminds me of the song from the 60s taken from Ecclesiastes. “To everything, turn, turn, turn; there is a season, turn, turn, turn…”

Ecclesiastes 3
English Standard Version

A Time for Everything

1For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:
2 a time to be born, and a time to die;

a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
3 a time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
4 a time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
5 a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
6 a time to seek, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
7 a time to tear, and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
8 a time to love, and a time to hate;
a time for war, and a time for peace.

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