Cranebow
Here is but a small glimpse of that sublime moment when, after three days of cold, windy overcast, the line of showers passes east, sunshine breaks out to illuminate the late-afternoon “magic hour”, the “American Serengeti” brilliantly erupts with life: hundreds upon hundreds of sandhill cranes take off into a rainbow-festooned sky as if to celebrate this fleeting window of beauty and refreshment, their hauntingly primordial calls broadcasting in stereophonic majesty across the entire river valley.
3 WSW Denman NE (12 Mar 17) Looking NE
40.6918, -98.7847