All the Times, All the Time

And the swim between them

At the end of this tumultuous year, in which many of our pretty, poisonous illusions have been shredded to confetti, I find myself reflecting on the well-known, well-worn, but ever fascinating Ecclesiastes 3:

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