WordPress editor Ben H says, “When I let my brain loose, allowing it to absorb what’s around me without trying to process anything in particular, what it often detects is choreography — unmistakable dance moves, often in unexpected places.”



Sandhill cranes are long-legged, long-necked heron-like birds with a patch of bald red skin on top of their head.  Their bugling/rattling call is a make-a-joyful-noise hullabaloo. I heard them the other day on the golf course. “KAR-R-R-R-R-R-ROO!”  Wake-the-dead amazing.

These prehistoric birds are anything but bashful. They move as slow as molasses in January, even when crossing the road.

I think we need more of these.
I think we need more of these.


Mated pairs and extended families hang out in neighborhoods and parks.



As I watch from the fairway, the male fluffs out his wings, pumps his head, and jumps up and down.  Tail feathers shake. The nearby female? She acts indifferent, but she won’t ignore that gleeful come-hithering for long.

Sandhill cranes aren’t afraid to dance like no one is watching.


Toni 3/21/16