Skeins and skeins

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(It’s that time of year again ¬†when many North American bird species intuitively know that warm days have ceased and so they head south. One of the oldest patterns and cycles on the planet.)

of sandhill cranes moving north to south all afternoon continuously yesterday, croaking in the quiet air beneath the low-hanging cloud-cover. If I had been with a preschooler, I would have pointed them out, their attempts at V-making and platooning, and said: “See and listen to the cranes as they make their annual ways south. This is yet another Wonder of Nature. Enjoy.”

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