It was a mile or two north of Pikeville, TN this morning. The sky was alive. Flock after flock of cranes dropping out of the deep blue sky. Temperatures were in the mid-20's, clear skies after a rough night of wind. Thousands of cranes moving in a mass of legs and feathers on an open field, dropping in with cupped wings like specks out of the sky. Birds seemingly coming from a mile high from all directions, non-stop.
The vehicle traffic roared on by, most oblivous to this spectacle, lives busy with other things. Spring isn't far off, the countless pairs staying close together on the ground, feathers being "ruffled" with some bickering and some dancing.
Just another priceless morning in Tennessee.
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