Birdwatching from a singular perspective, but willing to share.
I got a few shots of the crane chicks (and Momma) after work today. They’d hardly stand still, and I was near a lot of parking lot traffic, so I didn’t stay long. I think they might qualify for the “awkward teenage stage” at this point!
A potent thunderstorm moved through our area last night, dumping several inches of rain and with wind gusts over 30mph. I was worried about the Sandhill Cranes where I work and their single chick and unhatched egg.
This morning, I noticed the pond was filled up and the nest site was inundated with water. I scanned around and saw the two adult cranes foraging in the grass. At first I didn’t see the chick and feared the worst. But then I saw the little one between its parents and thought, “Well, at least the chick made it.” I felt pretty bad about the egg.
When my wife came to pick me up, we saw the crane family was foraging near the parking lot and what did we spy?
A close inspection found not just one chick, but two! Yes, apparently the other egg must have hatched some time yesterday. My wife was driving so she pulled off so I could get some closer pictures.
“Say hello to my little sister (or brother)!”
I got some adorable close-ups before Poppa Crane VERY LOUDLY announced his displeasure at us paparazzi invading family time.
Adorable crane chicks.
Can you believe it?
Here’s to a great summer for the crane family as they rear 2 beautiful babies!