the call of the sandhill crane
if you want to sink into the part of you that is wild, maybe this will help. i captured a tiny audio of the call of the sandhill crane for you.
to me, their call sounds ancient, almost prehistoric, as it echoes far and wide.
(i was wondering if they were mating when i captured this; their call was near-constant for a day and a night and a day. every time i went outside, or opened a window, there it was.)
- Filed under
- our wild friends, upper peninsula of michigan
so beautiful.
thank you elizabeth!
i’ve been back…
to hear this again and again.
a little bit of ethereal nature amidst the noise of the city.
xo
Tammy: I’m so glad! I’ve been listening to it often myself. Also, I heard their call again yesterday! It was gone for a while. Perhaps they went adventuring.