A new visitor - a sandhill crane

I woke this morning to a loud, strange sound coming from my backyard. When I looked out I saw this very large crane walking around, about 20 feet from the house.

He hung out with me all day while I did yard work.


 Here's an update from a local website - he is apparently really lost

Hope

When you plant daffodils in the Fall, that is FAITH. When you see them poking through the snow in the Spring, that is HOPE.