Indiginous neighbours

Another day of few words, so pictures will be me voice...the first one is just to say good morning to everyone - sunrise over our lake.

The others are of a pair of sand cranes who frequent our area, they are quite friendly -not shy at all, in fact the bigger one of the two (I assume he is the male) approaches me with no hesitation when I am outside with them and seems to be be checking me out to see if I have any food. The big one (nicknamed by me as Ricky as in Ricardo) stands nearly as tall as I am (5'7) but maybe a few inches shorter. The female ( nicknamed Lucy by me) is perhaps 5ft tall and just a bit shyer then her man.

They are an interesting addition and though I dont seem to intimidate them, the choods do and if they get out of the porch they have no qualms about chasing these 767's of the bird world and the cranes will launch into flight scolding the choodles with that very odd honking/croaking noise. (remember you can click on the below pictures - or any pictures in my blog for a larger view..I usually keep the integrity of my photos as 3008 X 2000 pixs so they will be pretty large on your computer)

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