I was walking out of school yesterday when I heard their distinctive ricocheting call, ga-waa-waa-waa-waa, ga-waa-waa-waa-waa, ga-waa-waa-waa-waa.
Could it be?
I stopped and turned to look toward the sky.
Sure enough, I saw about two dozen of them flying high -- and north! -- the moody gray clouds as their backdrop. The Sandhill cranes were migrating back from wintering in the warm south.
I stood and watched them fly for a minute, hopeful that spring was flying right behind them.
Could it be?
I stopped and turned to look toward the sky.
Sure enough, I saw about two dozen of them flying high -- and north! -- the moody gray clouds as their backdrop. The Sandhill cranes were migrating back from wintering in the warm south.
I stood and watched them fly for a minute, hopeful that spring was flying right behind them.
I'm ready for Spring too. It hasn't been a bad winter for us at all, but for the first time in a long time I'm longing to plant, and write on my porch, and wear sweaters outside instead of down coats.
ReplyDeleteHere's hoping! It has been a quiet winter in Boston - love the snow but I could be ready for spring. I love that feeling when you know spring is near. You captured it beautifully. Thanks
ReplyDeleteClare
What a lovely sign! I'm tired of "moody gray clouds."
ReplyDeleteI've studied and worked with sandhill cranes in the past, Jennifer, awesome that they're back. My first clue is the sound of the red-winged blackbirds here. Too early, but I bet they're on their way.
ReplyDeleteThat must have been a beautiful sight!
ReplyDeleteThat must have been a beautiful sight!
ReplyDeleteWhat a simple moment to capture! Your ending is perfection.
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