"MIGRATION - directed, regular, or systematic movement of a group of objects, organisms, or people"
I keep seeing all these beautiful birds moving through the sky and I think, hey, I need a migration. Maybe I do not need a migration, but instead a vacation because I do not think I actually want a directed route. Anyway, back to the birds, they are so fascinating to me. I want to stop them as they move North and ask where they are from, offer them a cup of birdseed, listen to their stories. I keep watching for the ones who will not live here but are just passing through. My favorites are the Sandhill cranes. I have heard their very familiar song four different times this Spring and have not been lucky to see them yet. It's ok though, still nice to hear them. Has anyone else heard or seen them?
This is my most recent listing in my Photography shop. Our area on the Southern tip of Lake Michigan has the most far south reaching Jack Pine trees. They were left here by glaciers as they melted and receded North. Their cones need fire to open. These trees seem to be so awkward to me yet balanced, maybe that is why I think they are so beautiful.
