Morning reflections
Waiting for the sun to rise Sunday morning in the darkness all you can hear is the trumpeting of cranes in the distance. As dawn breaks the outlines of the cranes and their… Continue reading
Waiting for the sun to rise Sunday morning in the darkness all you can hear is the trumpeting of cranes in the distance. As dawn breaks the outlines of the cranes and their… Continue reading
After weeks of smoke filled skies the weather shifted and Isenberg was granted a mostly clear sky except for some picture clouds that crossed over the wetlands just before sunset on Saturday. These… Continue reading
You can always tell when a crane is about to touchdown. There’s kind of a rhythm as the circle in unison wheel around, arch their wings, drop their legs and slow to a… Continue reading
An early morning trip to watch the sunrise at the Isenberg Crane Reserve was greeted with a mix of clouds and smoke from fires burning in the region. Through the haze the cranes… Continue reading