I see a murder of crows often, as of late. Being far from home, I am reminded to continually shift and adapt.

As far as family members...this past week my mother came to visit, I rejoice and laughed thinking about her and some of the memories. Within a half hour, my father called expressing how he has missed her. We talked a bit and he was comforted. A half hour after my father called, my son told me he was thinking of Nana. I told him, "She came to me and granddad was missing her."

I wonderful time of year, for those willing to sit in stillness.