Whooping Cranes

We finally stopped by the International Crane Foundation last fall. I was surprised to find one of those painted buffalos that I had chased over Montana, there too.

The fly is almost as big as the whooping crane - beware! :) Let's go see the real cranes. . .

As you can see, we had a beautiful day when we visited!

They have other cranes there too. This fellow was curious about me too.

I loved the flies/gnats/whatever they stirred up, glittering in the sunlight.

Such pretty eyes. :)

I got too many photos of them blinking. I think their veiny lids look a little creepy.

Sandhill Crane Camera Critter

Imagine our surprise to find Sandhill Cranes still hanging around. Thought they'd all be gone by now.

But this field was pretty full of them and they look like they're thinking of mating again?

Or maybe it's not the mating dance and they're simply fighting.

I bet Sue said it was time to head south and Billy agreed, but then Hank said no way and this huge fight ensued.

Wonder who's winning.

Poor Sue is caught in the middle of the bickering two.

And now Jimbo has joined the fight to stay a little longer.

Adios! We will miss you mighty much through this winter. See you next spring!

Sandhills announce spring

I am happy to say that one of my favorite summer visitors are back!

Maybe this will be the year that I catch a baby Sandhill Crane. In a photo I mean, not literally catch, but maybe, this is the year. Currently, I’m content with just hearing their calls again.