Early morning sun
the first robin this year lands
on a dry bird bath.
With no water
in the well
the travellers move on...
Penny on the
floor...
whose hands and pockets have you
been in and out of?
I put my gloves
on
for riding your bike outside...
winter snaps back!
Voyager leaves the
solar
system, never to return.
Meanwhile, back
on earth
we trace our family roots...
A plum tree in bloom.
