Each August I start anticipating the arrival of the sandhills. In early September patrolling of the flowages to see the arrival of the first birds begins. In October the sunrises and fly ins at dusk cannot be missed. November is my crane photography month, the crowds are back home, and cold mornings cause the birds to linger. Ice brings them closer to the road and the light is warm until mid-morning. At some point each year crane saturation occurs. I've seen another migration, life is good.
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