I got an Audubon alert that a large number of migrating Sandhill Cranes had landed on the mudflats at Logan’s Landing Saturday morning. I stopped counting at 50 birds and focused on taking pictures. Even though I had a wide-angle lens in addition to my long wildlife lens, I couldn’t capture the scope of the scene. Cranes were everywhere: fishing, preening, sleeping, and squawking at each other. They left footprints in the sand…and on my heart.
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