Put the top down on the convertible and come with me to the Refuge! Driving down the gravel slope, I couldn't help but look up at the light in the trees. Across the bridge (one car wide) to cross the slough, then into the wetlands.
Hundreds of Sandhill Cranes made quite a racket with their trumpeting trills. I always feel better after visiting the Refuge. You should try it sometime.
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Wonderful pictures. Oh, the cranes! Thanks for the tour.
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