Twitterpated. That's what they are. It is that time of year and the pair of Sandhill Cranes that frequent our lawn in search of grubs in the sand have caught the fever.
Actually, early last week we saw just one crane. It was bleating and walking around looking exactly like it was looking for its mate. We were afraid something may have happened to one of them, but then the pair was back on Sunday. Well, we are believing that it is the same pair. Whatever...they were obviously a pair and in the mood.
We got to watch the male do his courting dance right there on the lawn. I mean, he was all that and a bag of peanuts. M'lady pretended to be unimpressed, but I noticed that they did leave together.