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    Crane Calls Lure Me to Scan the Skies and FInd Them

    On Saturday, 10-17, I heard the chortling gobbling sounds while under a large cottonwood. After moving out from under the tree, I spied a group of aobut 100 cranes. Similarly, on Sunday 10-18, twice I heard the calls, and each time, I moved to where I could see the sky, where I spotted over 100 cranes up high. My sister said they have started to arrive in New Mexico in the last week

    Insects & Leaves

    Floating leaves cast shadows, on the rocks on the bottom of the stream. The shadows undulate as they go over rocks and hollows. There are still dragonflies, patrolling the streams. Brown and orange caterpillars cross the bikepath. I tried to guide one across the path, but it did fine on its own. Many small grasshoppers warm themselves on the bikepath. Some Students shepherded grasshoppers to safety off the bikepath.

    Sandhill Cranes Call As They Head South-at Bob Baumgartner's Memorial

    At a cloudy sunset memorial at Walker Ranch, we heard the gobbling calls of cranes as they flew unseen over us. It was drizzly and overcast, yet a band of golden red appeared above the continental divide. We were gathered for the memorial for Bob Baumgartner. He led over 3,000 hikes. He was very kind and gentle. He died while hiking up Mt. Sopris recently. He taught classes in making pottery. He believed spending time outdoors was more important than spending time indoors in offices. Many couples met on his hikes and enterred into marriages. He worked for the wildlife t-shirt company, and was very sensitive and supportive of everyone, coworkers and customers. He liked to stop on a hike and say something like " Isn't it just really beautiful ".