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.
A Craneku
Jumping up and down
Wings spread insults said they fight
Part of the routine
Cranes specks in the sky
Freezing cottonwoods shiver
Dawn spreads light’s colors
Sun sets behind wire
Orange glow fades out of reach
Thoughts gone asunder
Cranes circled above the house at sunrise.
Sunset
A large gathering of cranes in the distance.
Hanging out in groups of three.
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!”
Dawn
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.
Sadly, the cranes are gone. They flew north for spring and summer. I did find some flowers blooming.
Tweety
Love Cats
Resa’s tree kissed colorful Dawn
Cracked clouds strangled sun
Cracked clouds covered Corrales
The Rio Grande eats bank crumbles
Clouds collided
Cranes look north anticipation
A final gasp glowing color
Daddy perches tangled arches
Tangle Heart pinches purple
The forecast was for rain between 2:00 am and 5:00 am, clearing after sunrise with winds in the afternoon. They got the clearing after sunrise and winds right. We didn’t get a drop of rain that I could tell. On my way home at 4:15 pm, the dust made clouds that obscured the sun.
Off Center & Not Even 