So, we're not crazy.
Mrs Miasma and I would lie in bed giggling on mornings when we heard sandhill cranes calling.
We knew no matter how fast we got up and dressed, we wouldn't see them. We never had and we'd tried many times... until today.
A pair of juvenile sandhill cranes picking at the grass in our backyard.
Apologies - they were at the absolute limit of my iphone's focus range. (How do they know?)
Still - cranes in Wyoming.
<shakes head in wonder>










