Wings

Cranes

I was worried about our little family, two adults, two colts, as they were gone nearly a week.

Turns out they must have tought the little ones to fly and they went on a trip.  I missed the flying lessons, but saw one of the young ‘uns flap his wings every few minutes.  Flying enables them to escape predators but also to intimidate them.

I wouldn’t get anywhere near these gorgeous birds as they kick and can beak a small animal to death in seconds, then quarter it and eat it in a few minutes.

So I think Junior wants to use his newfound wings (this is an old photo, from a month or so ago) and whenever a cricket chirps, he sounds the alarm.  I say “he” because it’s got to be a guy.  Show of strength and ability to protect his parents?

It’s interesting to know that these birds meet, mate and stay together for life.  It is a joy to see them fly in to the snow, build a nest, cavort and dance, lay eggs and watch over them for thirty days then shepherd them through to adulthood.

For three years we’ve seen this and invited wildlife photographers in to get a “bird’s eye view.”  We will always treasure this place for the natural world we have had the privilege of viewing.

Perhaps now the people who seek out this blog will no longer look for “cooking sandhill cranes.”  At least that is my hope.  Cheers, Dee