I walked out of the house shortly after sunrise, and hadn’t quite made it to the middle of our frost covered garden, when I got buzzed by a couple of low flying cranes. Since I have learned not to leave the house without a camera in hand, I was able to get a couple of photos of the kamikaze critters. If you were thinking a Flying V is a guitar, well, you were right; however, nature has its feathered version, which is just as noisy.