Lucky Sandhill Cranes, Lucky Me

“Wake up, Squeaks! It’s snowing outside!” Momanita flung off my blue rolly nest cover. Snow made it brighter. Brighter woke me up. I didn’t like too much awake. I liked sleep. “Isn’t the first snow exciting, Squeaks?” said Momanita. “Millet is exciting!” To other hootmans this sounded like squeals and whistles, but not to Momanita.Continue reading “Lucky Sandhill Cranes, Lucky Me”