Saturday, March 23, 2019

A Harbinger of Spring

Today I was standing outside doing some work and I heard the call of some sand hill cranes for the first time this year. To me the cranes sound like dinosaurs calling.  Their distinctive voice makes me feel warm all over because it is a harbinger of spring.

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Silver Sparrow

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