Late this morning as I headed out to the shop, I heard a trill, kinda like a dove cooing. I grabbed my Leicas and climbed on the garage roof. With my back pressed against the warm shingles I watched as a flock of Sandhill Cranes reeled overhead, circling on rising thermals as they trended southward from their arctic breeding grounds. One of the joys of autumn.
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