|Snowy Egret in the backyard|
The migrating birds are a joy to watch, especially the grey Sandhill cranes that arrive in this area every January. Our town celebrates with a bird "festival" that includes hiking out to the nature preserve for photography, wine tastings and educational seminars. I prefer to watch these long, gangly birds quietly by myself from the road. They land by the hundreds to forage in a dairy pasture about a mile from my house. Their enormous wingspan and graceful movements are so fascinating.
Just down from where the cranes hang out lives a very lively flock of goats. Many new little babies were born in the last two weeks, and cries for their mama pierce the cold air. I love the big Anatolian dogs that watch over them. They go nuts if you get too close to their business, so I try and keep a polite distance with my camera.
I'm hoping to get out for a quick walk in between storms today. There's a stew in the crock pot and I want to catch up on some unfinished projects this weekend.