to everything turn, turn, turn

my dining room window faces east.  the sun rises just over a row of evergreen trees, blue jays darting forth and back.  

a year or more ago in the extreme heat, one of the trees died.  

at first, it was an eyesore to me, because it was different and rust-colored and sad.   but over time, lichen covered the bare branches and birds came back to roost.

this week the tree was removed and now i can see another smaller tree with blossoms that has room and light to grow.

each scene has become beautiful to me and reminds me that to everything there is a season.