A few weeks ago, I was pulling out of my driveway when I saw a family of cranes out for a stroll in the yard--Mom, Dad, and the kids, just walking along, snacking on bugs or whatever it is cranes snack on. They were so calm that I wondered for a minute if I could walk over and pet one of them, although I decided against it, because Dad was nearly as tall as I am.
This past Sunday, three of them were back in the neighborhood. The picture above is Mom and one of the kids, who were chillin' amidst the landscaping of the building next door to ours.
We live fairly close to Pheasant Branch Conservancy in Middleton, and it's our guess that the crane family lives somewhere in the conservancy. They're obviously pretty used to semi-urban living, because it really is extraordinary how little they appear to be bothered by, for example, people walking up to them and taking pictures. Cars go by on the street and they don't even look up.
We're a little concerned, however, about the second young'un, who wasn't out with the rest of the family on Sunday. We hope nothing happened to that one.