In the past week, I have seen 10 and heard numerous pairs union calling. While at the Sherbunre NWR, we saw one walking down the gravel road as if to show off his painting skills. For the past couple mornings, my walk to the barn has been filled with the trumpets of cranes unison calling as breeding season approachs. There is just something about these birds that brings a smile to my face. They are large, graceful and completely intrigue me.
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For some unknown reason, I could not find a good picture of a crane (that wasn't behind a fence). So, here is a picture of me out on a crane capture in 2008 when I worked at the International Crane Foundation (http://www.savingcranes.org/). As you can tell my clothes, it was quite the ordeal to get this juvenile bird. In the end, I got to hold my first crane and our little buddy got some fancy new jewelery.
"When we hear his call, we hear no mere bird" Aldo Leopold
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