On my last day in Florida, I had one of those “right place at the right time” moments that came very unexpectedly. We were just getting back from checking out a boat that my boyfriend’s grandpa just purchased when he realized that he forgot something in it. I asked to be dropped off at a spot near home where we knew a Great Horned Owl was roosting. I was looking at some fresh pellets when I heard some commotion from Sandhill Cranes behind me.
They were doing a mating dance! I snapped a few photos of them, then quickly ran across the field to get in a better position. It was tough since houses surrounded this little field, but I managed to get a bunch of good ones. The whole thing went on for only about a minute, but I think I got some keepers out of it.
Here is the Sandhill crane dance…
And then, just like that… they went off to another spot.
I did not find the Owl, but this moment certainly made up for it!