Saturday, 27 November 2010 -- Day 342 (355)

They're back together, side-by-side, the flower and the humming bird. 
They're colors sometimes glow in unison then part ways.
They've been brought in from the cold to add warmth to Dad's nights.
They'll be parted when Spring returns: the flower atop Mom's grave, the bird outside Dad's window.
But for now while the winter winds howl, the flower and the humming bird are together.