Starr Ann and I follow the Whooping Crane migration every year. This year, a lone crane got separated from the flock. All through the week he was lost, we watched our skies, and tried to make it down to the ponds more often, doing our part to look out for him. Then, last weekend, they found him! Anyway, here's an email we got today, from someone who cares about the cranes too. We welcome Ellie to Happy Hands Ranch, and if she ever gets a blog, she's automatically in The Posse. Thanks, Ellie. (Starr Ann said to ask if that's short for Ellie Mae, by any chance?)
Howdy Neighbors!
Haven't had a chance to meet you all, yet. But I'm sure lookin' forward to it.
I've been busy following the progress of Operation Migration.
Even struck out on my own to try and locate #733.
I'm sure you've heard about the devoted people who, by ultra-lights, escort a young flock of Whooping Cranes from Wisconsin to Florida every year. In the past, it has taken anywhere from 48 to 76 days to cover the approximately 1200 miles! Can you imagine?! These people are really dedicated to helping these amazing birds, though. Considering there are only about 500 Whooping Cranes left in the world, these folks really have their work cut out for them!
Looks like I got off my subject. That happens a lot with me. Anyway, I've heard a bunch about Happy Hands and Riding Cowgirls and I cain't wait to meet ya.
Gotta Go, now...I'm hoping to catch up with the flock as they head into Tennessee.
Happy Holidays With All The Flockings,
Ellie
