The Crane

[mallorys_camera]

There was a crane standing in back of the house yesterday. (Avian, not construction).

A crane!!!!

I'd never seen one before, and of course, I did not have my phone on me to snap a pic.

Sandhill crane, I think, though it could fly—and did when Icky scared it off. He was afraid it was stalking the young chickens.

Are crane sightings good luck or bad luck?

I can't remember.

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Another thing I couldn't remember...

After I cranked out 2,000 words of Remuneration, I went tromping on the railroad trail. On the railroad trail, I was accosted by a beautiful woman who smiled at me radiantly: "So nice to see you again! And your hair is still so beautiful!"

I smiled back, but I was thinking, Who the fuck are you?

The present tense is narrowing its beam...

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Despite being innundated with scut work, I remained in an effortlessly happy mood all day. So maybe the crane was good luck.

Comments

[fuzzilla]

I used to see sandhill cranes a lot in Florida, although they are spread around the country. Occasionally I'd see them chilling out in the PetSmart parking lot. It was quite startling the first time I saw one so close, like - OMG, what is this huge dinosaur bird?? One time I caught their call on video (it'll take me forever to find it on my phone, though, but here's someone else's video on YouTube):

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KpTykjLYYr0

[mallorys_camera]

They are such striking birds!