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OK, just have to slip in one more blog. The Sandhill Cranes are flying north already...calling from what seems like miles up. Until you've heard their cries, you haven't heard what wild can truly be.
I've been to Walkerville and watched as family groups of 3--10 birds with 6' wingspans (2m) fly, bugling, just feet above my car, parked on the soft dirt shoulder, not even a whistle through their wings, to land over the treeline in an old corn field the area farmers leave littered with fallen stalks all winter.
How old is that hill? How old is this route? How old is the DNA of those birds? What a lovely world we are given to live in and share!