To those who keep looking to this blog to provide you with recipes to cook greater sandhill cranes, desist! There are precious few on a nature preserve next door and I’ll see you if you kill one. If you drag it to my door I’ll have already called everyone with an interest in keeping these birds protected here on the preserve and you’ll be arrested.
That said, our dog has been getting us up at unreasonable hours for her personal needs, seems she ate too much grass, the grass along the Preserve. So the cranes usually show up early in the morning and I was ready but still didn’t get an audible.
This Year's Crop
Mama and Babies
That’s what was outside our window this morning. Green grass, snow in the mountains, ducks, swallows, robins, redwing blackbirds we’ve got everything. It’s the cranes who I love to watch. The colts are growing and in less danger from predators, so they’ve been coming closer to us to find food. Soon the little ones will learn to fly, always worth watching.
We spent years living downtown in a major city. While Jim and I both grew up in rural America this is still new for both of us and we love the West and all that nature gives us every day. Cheers! Dee
Cooking with Dee 