Craning to See

A recent work excursion with a friend took us on a country road to a nearby community.  The view was splendid, but it got even more splendid as we looked out onto what had been a cornfield a few months ago.  Now, the corn was gone, the ground was quiet and the earth exposed.  And on that exposed earth were probably 100 or more sandhill cranes.  They were everywhere we looked.  I craned my neck in all directions, including up at the sky where some of the cranes were in flight.  These elegant birds were likely taking a bit of a rest en route elsewhere for the winter.  How wonderful it was to be able to get a glimpse of that beautiful, breathtaking sight.