
The Sand Hill Cranes are on the move. Â Flocks of them arrive on our farm (in the evening) then lift wings and fly away come morning.

They are a joy to me.

Although, I miss the Canada Geese these amazing birds have filled the gap of the Geese’s once home. I understand that the Canada Geese have moved further north and are thick around the Montrose, Colorado area. Â I wouldn’t know for I haven’t been to Montrose in a very long time.
I do know that Confluence Lake, at Confluence Park, and the Gunnison River running through Delta, Colorado is
(An old photo of winter past!)
home to a very many Canada Geese.

(A past photo, used for all our enjoyment)
Which is all good.
 The cranes come, often times on a cold high desert wind thrumming across our mesa from the Uncompahgre Plateau, and settle down with much chatter and conversation.
During Boomer’s and my nightly walk I slow our walk, so we are careful, careful to not disturb the Cranes of the cows. Â Boomer walks right by my side…very cautious of Mother cows on the look for predators.
 If one is very silent, and even still, a person can hear the rustle, rustle of feathers, a shake or two of a big bird getting comfortable.

Then softly, silently home again. Â I load the firebox; give Boomie a pat and belly rub.
Pet each sleeping cat, then crawl back into a nice warm bed.
All is right with the world.
From my heart to your world.