|Of Dappled Light and Whooping Cranes|
Sandhill cranes are rare birds in many parts of the country. People come from far and wide to see them wintering in parts of Texas, then in the summer they retire to the cooler climes of places like rural southeastern Michigan. As a kid I didn't appreciate how special it was to see them because of the pedestrian setting we'd see them in: a grassy, abandoned farm field easily spotted from the back of my Aunt's Ford 150 pickup. As an adult, I realized how lucky we were to have these relics of an ancient time grace the Waterloo recreation area. Hope you enjoy this picture as much as I enjoyed once again viewing this old friend on a warm Michigan morning.
As usual, I'm posting this little painting for sale on my Daily Paintworks gallery and auction site. Check it out there if you might be interested in this piece. I'd love to hear your input, and your own memories of these elegant relics of the past.