“Thirrrilllll!”Thirrrilllll! Thirrrilllll! Thirrrilllll! “Thirrrilllll! Thirrrilllll! Thirrrilllll!”Thirrrilllll! Thirrrilllll!
My God! There must be fifty million of those long legged, long necked, ugly stick beaten, gray winged creatures coming in to land on this island. What"d they call them? Cranes? Yeah, Sandhill Cranes. Well, if that"s what they wanted pictures of they won"t have any trouble getting them. I"ve never seen or heard anything like this. The noise is deafening. I hope those guys have earplugs.
I can"t even see the blind the cranes are so thick. They"ve completely covered the island. They"re standing shoulder to shoulder to shoulder. I wonder how they take off when they"re bunched so tightly together. They must go in shifts. “All right, you cranes on the perimeter. Go! S
