Watching the Sandhill Cranes
Spirits among us have departed—friends,
relatives, neighbors: we can’t find them.
If we search and call, the sky merely waits.
Then some day here come the cranes
planing in from cloud or mist—sharp,
lonely spears, awkwardly graceful.
They reach for the land; they stalk
the ploughed fields, not letting us near,
not quite our own, not quite the world’s.
People go by and pull over to watch. They
peer and point and wonder. It is because
these travelers, these far wanderers,
plane down and yearn in a reaching
flight. They extend our life,
piercing through space to reappear
quietly, undeniably, where we are.
– William Stafford, Even In Quiet Places
Photo Credits: Sandhill Crane Couple Flies in to Roost by Susan J. Preston, Bosque del Apache, NM © 2019, all rights reserved
Technical: Fuji XT-3 | XF 100-400MM F4.5-5.6 R ML OIS WR |
If granted the solace to settle into the quote paired with this image, what questions would be knocking on your door right now?
A doe stands quietly in field of dried sunflowers in the Bosque del Apache…
Although many photographers are unimpressed with deer, choosing to chase after more impressive animals to photograph, I find myself pulled toward these quiet, gentle creatures…