Gone
Two days ago, on Friday, when I came home from work at noon, I heard a familiar noise in the sky (click here to listen to the sound)...
Groups of cranes were gathering for their southward journey.
Groups of cranes were gathering for their southward journey.
There were two groups of the large birds...
They were flying around in big circles, performing a kind of flying dance...
...until they finally found their specific order...
...to head to the south.
There were some groups of cranes that passed our house that day. There must have been several hundreds of them, although sometimes we couldn't see them; we only heard their voices crying out loud.
This is such a fantastic sight (despite all the see-saw of bird flu), I'm always happy to see it.
Actually, I haven't seen that too often, but it is quite magical to me.
So now the cranes are gone.
I guess this means
that fall is
officially over...
1 Comments:
I know what you mean about magical. I was at the beach recently, and a group of little tiny birds flew by me. My ears hummed from their presence. The air stirred with the beat of wings. They looked like a shadow passing by...a dense form like you see on cartoons when bees cluster. And then they were, poof, gone.
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