I just love living on BC’s central plateau at this time of the year when different birds arrive weekly, filling the skies with song. When I hear the first blackbird, Canada goose, meadowlark, loon, and sandhill crane; I know that life is good. I am still alive, and the planet is still spinning. All else becomes meaningless.
Yesterday when I heard sandhill cranes, I ran outside to see if I could see them. Although a very large bird, they sometimes fly so high one can’t see them.
Because they forage in open grasslands and wetlands, we often see them close to where we live. Sandhill cranes are one of the oldest birds known to mankind. Fossils over 3 million years old have been discovered. They also are know to live 30-40 years in age.