pink, pink, pink, pink moon

Portland is in a (lovely) no-rain zone right now, which means the full moon is blasting through my windows. It's beautiful.  Space.com says this moon (called the Pink Moon) gets its name because "the grass pink or wild phlox is one of the earliest widespread flowers of the spring."  All of which are  natural seasonal events, but when I hear the word Pink near the word Moon, I think of Nick Drake's lovely song.