One name for the red-belly and white-speckle wings busy in the un-blooming lilac is rufous sided towhee, and once I know that,they appear outside the bank in parking lot
shrubbery, underfoot along the river, ruffling pine needles as we climb Atalaya and talk loudly all through the ponderosas
about the discovery that while it is amazing that a woman can clean house and write poems and till soil by hand all in the same hour,
her children are waiting for her to sit still enough to hold them.
Kyce Bello 
Love this, love you!
and there they were awaiting embrace upon my return…upon every return