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, armadillos and assorted small animals and large turtles.  I’ve had a large 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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10 Responses to The Return of the Cranes

  1. beetleypete says:

    Lovely to see the cranes, Frank. I have only ever seen them in a zoo. I like their red ‘caps.’
    Best wishes, Pete.
    (Have you ever seen this? )

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  2. jfwknifton says:

    A lovely blog post. Cranes are fantastic birds. Over here, their noise is called “bugling” and it is a wonderful sound. If you can pick out a bird that is browner, that is a bird born this year. If there are two birds with it, then that is mother and father. The male may be slightly larger than the female. That’s what I think you have here!

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  3. Tala Carson says:

    You live in a magic place! 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Enjoyed this so much. Thank you for sharing!


  5. elainecanham says:

    Wow. Imagine having a bird like that land in your back garden. Well, obviously, you don’t need to…but they are beautiful. Are they the same sort that Danish people put cartwheels on their roofs for?

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  6. toritto says:

    Elaine – You’re right! I had never heard of cranes in Europe. Regards.


  7. oldpoet56 says:

    They are beautiful birds, makes me miss Florida some.

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