I focus on what's here but I do miss the starlings and I haven't seen the sandhill cranes yet this year. Maybe they will appear, any day now. Some things are still migrating but some things are being lost every day. Not only glaciers in Antarctica but birds and analog art and people who slip through the cracks of a failing society or are disappeared or killed. Things all around us and memories within us are migrating to the afterlife in the midst of life.