The Return of the Cranes


Behind my house

Those of you who read me probably know I live on Florida’s West coast, north of the Tampa Bay metro area.   The area is still semi-rural though not as country as it was a decade ago when I first came here.   These last few years have seen a new, more convenient food store, a couple of gas stations, a veterinarian, a liquor store and even a Dunkin Donuts.  We’ve always had a biker bar.

Notwithstanding, my eldest daughter and son-in-law still think I live in the boondocks.

Go out the back of my house, cross the road and you are in the swamps.  On the other hand, sand hill cranes live here, along with herons, a few peacocks, pheasants, hawks, the proverbial chorus of crows, an occasional lost cardinal, tweeting little birds, turkey vultures and assorted small animals and large turtles.  I’ve had a snake in my bedroom once and another blocking my way to my front door but that’s for another post.  The neighbors have reported small gators but I haven’t seen any myself.

The cranes are back.

Some cranes migrate north in Summer and return during the cold months.  Others do not have migratory patterns and live here permanently.  Just seems there are more of them around in Winter – kind of like snowbirds.  They soar over the house (you can hear them coming) walk around gracefully, including on the road and no one bothers them.   Nice to see them again.  It must be November.


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The occasional peacocks

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“Hi!  It’s me!!!”


About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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5 Responses to The Return of the Cranes

  1. Aquileana says:

    I love your account on the cranes and the photographs you have attached over here Toritto ⭐
    Great post!. All the best to you, Aquileana 😀


  2. Thom Hickey says:

    Thanks. Definitely something mythic about these birds. I envy you being able to see them up close. Always enjoy my visits here. Regards Thom.


  3. Yonca says:

    Sorry for arriving late to this debtae. We live in the northern Dordogne and have often noticed this circling behaviour. It appears to me that a few birds will leave a formation and circle until the next formation catches up. They then join that formation and carry on. This pattern seems to repeat itself, as though all the cranes are in some sort of giant convoy. The cranes that we see circling don’t appear to be catching thermals as they don’t get an higher, though of course this might happen elsewhere. Although we usually see many thousands of cranes each year, we’ve hardly seen any flying south this year. Maybe they’ve just taken a different route.


  4. Jet Eliot says:

    Always a treat to be this close and connected with the cranes. Wonderful photos and words, Torrito! 😀


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