Sandhill Cranes – Dignity and Grace

Sandhill Cranes

Dignity and Grace They stride across the painted marsh with dignity and grace
when eve’s dark vigil passes,
and morning takes its place
The calls and cries of “feathered kind”trumpet through the air as cranes and all the waterfowl chant bliss without a care. ~ Poem and Sandhill Crane capture, Dignity and Grace © Jerry L. Ferrara 

Sandhill Cranes – Fire in the Sky

Sandhill Cranes

Fire in the Sky It was an incredible, early-evening Nebraskan sky rich with fury as angry storm clouds occluded the earth’s blazing engine. While the sun unhurriedly progressed toward the horizon, the clouds lit up like a raging inferno and it appeared as though there was fire in the sky. At one critical moment, a flock of Sandhill Cranes graced their way through the tempestuous heavens. ~ Anecdote and Sandhill Cranes capture, Fire in the Sky © Jerry L. Ferrara

Sandhill Cranes – A Company of Cranes

Sandhill Cranes

A Company of Cranes I had arrived early in the chilly pre-dawn morning to try to capture Sandhill Cranes blasting off from one of their evening roost sites on the Platte River. No such luck was afforded, for the stately birds flew out before sunlight supported my goal. Standing in the dim light I just watched in awe as the beauty of this ancient process played out … deeply appreciative to be able to witness such a stunning behavior. Suddenly I realized a company of cranes were on a flight pattern nearing an almost full moon.   ~ Anecdote and Sandhill Cranes capture, A Company of Cranes © Jerry L. Ferrara

Sandhill Cranes – Across A Nebraskan Moon

Sandhill Cranes

Across A Nebraskan Moon A twilight flight of Sandhill Cranes maneuver their way across a Nebraskan moon winging their way to roost. ~ Anecdote and Sandhill Cranes capture, Across A Nebraskan Moon © Jerry L. Ferrara

Sandhill Cranes – Fire in the Sky

Sandhill Cranes

Fire in the Sky It was an incredible, early-evening Nebraskan sky rich with fury as angry storm clouds occluded the earth’s blazing engine. While the sun unhurriedly progressed toward the horizon, the clouds lit up like a raging inferno and it appeared as though there was fire in the sky. At one critical moment, a flock of Sandhill Cranes graced their way through the tempestuous heavens. ~ Anecdote and Sandhill Cranes capture, Fire in the Sky © Jerry L. Ferrara