Sandhill Cranes in Grand Island, Nebraska
Photographs by Uncle Tree
April 12, 2018
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Raising Crane: In The Air
Sandhill Cranes in Grand Island, Nebraska
Photographs by Uncle Tree
April 12, 2018
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Raising Crane: On The Farm
Sandhill Cranes in Grand Island, Nebraska
Photographs by Uncle Tree
April 12, 2018
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https://uncletreeshouse.com/2017/04/14/crane-crazy/
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Sandhill Blitz
Who would guess? These are Snow Geese in Nebraska?
Beating the Cranes to The Plains they play, “First come, first served!”
I couldn’t help but spook their little party for a picture.
Farmers call them a nuisance? Well,
they haven’t met me.
Uncle Tree
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Great Plains Farms
Sandhill Cranes don’t have to wait for Spring to arrive.
Cranes come to farm the fields of yesterday’s leftovers.
While it may not look like enough to feed the multitudes,
they come back every year to get their fill of golden grains.
Soft landings make for easy pickings, and there’s always room to roam.
Photographs by Uncle Tree
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Spring Delayed Blues
Spring delayed this year, because Winter loves The Blues.
The River only reflects The Blues, because it is all wet.
The Windmill stands like the Tin Man, and heartlessly defies The Blues.
Cranes fly off into the wild blues yonder, and no one questions why.
Read the writing on The Wall of Blues, folks.
Stay in line and you’ll be fine. Why?
Because, Green said so.
Uncle Tree
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The Sun Sets On Stephen Hawking
Job 32:9 “Great men are not always wise“
Stephen Hawking was an exception to this rule, I believe.
Is real math wise, or is it simply right all the time?
Truth is — being true to yourself does not equate to being right.
Left with nothing to show for its day, a black hole remains hungry.
Like Charles Darwin before him, Stephen Hawking didn’t believe
a God was necessary in the story of how we came to be,
how it all got started, or how it all will end.
If you find that hard to stomach,
you’re in good company.
Uncle Tree
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In memory of the remarkable Stephen Hawking
January 8, 1942 to March 14, 2018
Photograph from Wikimedia Commons
Rudy Leprechaunzie
Red Robins can read real people signs just fine, no worries.
Sometimes, at the least, magic appears fully lopsided.
Sometimes, flowers crane their necks to peek out the looking glass.
Tricks are for kids AND kittens — just ask Rudy.
He’s downright Irish sometimes!
Snakes are gone, but not forgotten.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
Uncle Tree
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I leave you with the link to my true leprechaun, Rainbow Eyes
https://uncletreeshouse.com/2010/02/16/a-leprechauns-gaze-edited-version/
Do help yourself to a peek.
Thank you!
When It Rains Cranes
When it rains Sandhill Cranes, even thunderstorms take note.
Lord knows how long this migration party’s been going on.
The Platte River itself is giddy over being the chosen haven for a spell.
The lowly hills bow down to receive this ancient blessing.
Even after the cranes call it a day, one is left with a sense of hope.
The river silently agrees.
Roundabout February 14 to April 15
Photographs by Uncle Tree
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Sundown On Tanker Hill
When my parents picked up our gnarly roots in 1974
and transplanted us from Missouri to Nebraska,
we rented a house about two city blocks from the infamous Tanker Hill.
From my current back porch, it stands around 3 miles away.
Why does looking West remind us to look to the past?
Simply because High Noon reminds us to remember the present?
One’s perspective always gets fired up when memories light the way.
Not only salt pillars make History.
Season to taste the best!
Uncle Tree
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