Sandhill Cranes VII
Whoa I knew this was a keeper the moment the camera when click 12 times. I just love the high frame rate of modern cameras. A dramatic sunset lighting up the Crane with a little blue overhead sky makes for a glorious image.
Whoa I knew this was a keeper the moment the camera when click 12 times. I just love the high frame rate of modern cameras. A dramatic sunset lighting up the Crane with a little blue overhead sky makes for a glorious image.
Whoa I knew this was a keeper the moment the camera when click 12 times. I just love the high frame rate of modern cameras. A dramatic sunset lighting up the Crane with a little blue overhead sky makes for a glorious image.
As the sun sets, painting the sky with hues of gold and amber, a Sandhill Crane flies straight towards me. Its wings, wide and graceful, catch the evening light, turning each feather into a shimmering tapestry of warmth. The crane's elegant form, bathed in the sun's last glow, moves with serene purpose. Against the backdrop of the radiant horizon, it seems almost ethereal, a living silhouette of nature’s poetry. The world holds its breath in this fleeting moment of golden tranquility, as the crane and I share the beauty of the dusk.
