Sandhill Scratching

Ed was driving in Savanna Club and insisted I must get the camera and come with him but he wouldn't tell me why.  

On the end of our lake were four of our dearly beloved Sandhill cranes.  They were so unperturbed by us.

You can get a sense of their size by the cement bench to the left of the photo.

 

 You know, they say,  "If it itches, scratch it."  

The Sandhill cranes do just that!

 OK, let me scratch here on my side.

 

Hmm, it itches over here, too.

and under here.

Ooo, oo, the side of my neck.

Ahh, my "ear", too!

 Now I feel much better....

Oops, one more little spot down here.

You notice our fascination with Sandhill cranes continues.