~ Spinning the friendly skies of Spring ~
Just an hour forward
“Bring it on!”
Crane U. flocks!
Sandhill Cranes running laps for fowl play
Grazing Crane on Friday the 13th
Lesser Cranes they may be, but they venture closer to the road
than their larger look-a-likes, the Greater Sandhill Cranes.
Superstitions abound on this day,
but only the fool-hearty fly away.
“Stand your ground!”
Photographs by Uncle Tree
Friday the 13th
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.