Well, we packed up the Jack man and headed to Nebraska for a week. While we were there, the Sandhill Crane migration was in full swing. Each year for a few weeks in March, Sandhill Cranes make their migration to the Platte River. Bryan's brother, Sean, took us out in the country at sunset to watch them come in to land on the river for the night. It was amazing to see nearly 600,000 birds in cornfields, in the air, on the side of deserted country roads and on the beautifully sunlit river. Even the barren cornfields looked magical in that light.
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