We are at the end of sandhill crane season. There is a south wind today so I wonder if they won't take advantage and soar off to the north. There is nothing like the trill of cranes, sometimes almost a purr at night, rising wave as they wake up, thunderous roar when rising off the river and singing in the wind for their mid-day flight.
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