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Foggy Morning

Monday morning fog

did not deter the pickle ball players.

Who knew that sandhill cranes were fans?

But here they are watching from the sidelines.



  1. Ah, so you have succumbed to the pickel ball mania? Isn't it just tennis with different ball and paddle or am I crazy? Okay I am crazy but please explain the frenzy to us! Inquiring minds want to know.

    1. I have not ever tried pickle ball but it does seem to become an obsession with those (thousands) who do. I just walk by the tennis courts every day and was amused to see the birds looking like spectators.

  2. They look cute. Pickleball is the craze for seniors these days.

  3. Here we have to go to the country to look for sandhill cranes in the fall. There, they show up to watch pickleball. That's hilarious!

  4. Did anyone invite them to play pickleball? Linda in Kansas

  5. Pickleball is huge here in Northern Ohio.

  6. I'm happy to hear that the pickle ball noise at least entertained the cranes.


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