Tag Archive: Isenberg Crane Reserve

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

Under painted skies

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

Short final

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

Morning Serenade

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

The early birds

Heading into the fall months this has been a year like no other. Personal loss, the COVID-19 pandemic, it seems the whole world is changing before me. For one sense of calm and… Continue reading

Giving Thanks

It was birds of a different feather on the menu at Thanksgiving Day trip to watch the sunrise at the Isenberg Sandhill Crane Reserve. The winter rains have finally reached the wetland along… Continue reading

Morning departures

Nearing the halfway mark for November a sunrise visit to the Isenberg crane reserve brought colder temperatures and a light fog.I was rewarded with a gorgeous sunrise and brilliant colors as the cranes… Continue reading

In the tall grass

Approaching the midpoint of November and winter weather has yet to make an appearance in the valley. Mild nights and cool mornings greet the sandhill cranes as they lounge in the tall grass… Continue reading

The dance

For such an ungainly looking bird it is amazing how graceful they appear in flight. The twists and turns, gliding through the air apparently effortlessly on the way to a touchdown always amazes… Continue reading

Late in the evening

I am always amazed at the reaction of people who haven’t witnessed a sandhill crane arrival at sunset. Their excitement at the line of cranes as they emerge in the distance at dusk… Continue reading