I went striper fishing on wed. and played golf thurs. Both days it was a constant parade of Sandhill Cranes heading North...1/4 mile at a time. I don't know how they get anywhere when they constantly stop and elect a new leader every few hundred yards.
Hawks were mating, Great Blue Herons were flying around with tree trunks in their bills, the turkeys were strutting and one lonely rooster was calling his heart out. It's spring in central California.
Hawks were mating, Great Blue Herons were flying around with tree trunks in their bills, the turkeys were strutting and one lonely rooster was calling his heart out. It's spring in central California.