I grew up in the Sandhills of North Carolina but never saw a Sandhill Crane. It wasn't until this past weekend while visiting near Melbourne, Florida that I got up close and personal with two of these wonderful looking creatures. Huge... standing about 48 inches tall, and loud!
Engrossed in my book, I almost jumped out of my skin when not 10 yards away the two above started repeatedly screeching their shrill rolling garooo-a-a-a, garooo-a-a-a. With pounding heart I rushed to my camera and only got this one photo as they walked calmly away. Lovely gray in color with a bright red top of the head, these cranes reminded me of victorian ladies with their tail feathers so evocative of a bustle. Their slow stroll so elegant and aloof. Fascinating.
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