|Sandhill Cranes Resting At A Local Pond|
I was so overwhelmed with the sights and sounds of this large group, that it wasn't until the following year I could truly appreciate the subtle beauty of them. With amber colored eyes, bright red foreheads, and feathers that run a spectrum of grays, and golds, they are a stunning bird to watch. Graceful and peaceful they routinely "hop" from one field to the next.
|A Trio Of Sandhill Cranes|
Every year people will ask me if the Sandhills are back, and I tell them it is a day today affair. I have found, and been told, that Sandies like to move when ever their little crane hearts desire. Routinely they will fly south, only to return north a few days later, and vice a versa. How do you know when they finally are moving on for good? After they congregate, and rest, they will fly up into the sky and start what I like to call a "Sandhill Tornado". The cranes will start to fly in circles as they gather altitude other cranes join in from different fields below. Eventually there will be hundreds, if not thousands, and they resemble a cyclone-shape until all at once they shoot off to the North.
|The Start Of A Sandhill "Tornado"|