Big Sky Calling is an instrument piece I wrote and finished recording this morning.
New Year’s Timku
Hope you keep your flame burning
Prosper and be free
New Year’s Spunku
Will things go to pot?
Black-eyed peas will help us through
See in twenty-three
The last moon of 2022
Cranes flying on the Crow highway
Landing gears down
Large bird in the clouds
Moon, clouds, contrails, and Tangle Heart Tree
Roadrunner in the clouds
Fuzzy moon over Shey’s tree
Crossing beaks for a great 2023
Hops from branch to branch
Looking out for predators
There’s a Cooper’s hawk
Perched on iron arch
It sees prey over yonder
Oops, prey flew away
Like a ball of fluff
Imitating angry bird
Winter is so cold
On the river’s edge
Dining on Russian Olives
Big seed to swallow
Oh, they want to fight
Bumping bird breasts, flapping wings
They showed each other
Sandhill cranes in a flying-V
The Pleiades is at the middle left. Mars is in between the light streak and Resa’s tree on the lower left. Jupiter is at the top right.
Three cranes at dawn
Three cranes at dusk
Cranes cackling up a storm.
As the cranes fly in they start cackling like crazy after they land. I don’t know if they are cursing at each other or calling each other names, because they started to fight.
Jumping up and down
Wings spread insults said they fight
Part of the routine
A crane flew to the moon one night
A silhouette against the cool light
Icarus flew close to the sun
He burned his wings, fell back to earth
The crane asked the broken man
“Why oh why are you such a fool? Men are not meant to fly!
Why oh why try to fly to the sun when by and by…”
The crane said with a heavy sigh
“…you know that you will surely die!”
Shey’s Tree. Cindy’s Santa Cynthia Tree. Christine’s Tree on the right.
Cranes in a fly-by. The cranes started flying over at high altitude last week.
We haven’t seen the Tangle Heart Tree in a while.