A new category makes its appearance on the blog today. The category photography! I already share photos with you on Facebook or Instagram. But for the beginning of this year I wanted to share with you a whole series of crane photos. I don’t speak about cranes as machines that we can see on construction sites, but cranes as the migratory birds. There are 15 species of cranes. The ones I speak about and that are on the photos are common cranes.
I think that you have noticed, I am slightly … ok … really very interested in birds! I give you bird nicknames, the graphics of the blog are birds, the emblem of the blog is a bird: a Japanese crane, the name of the blog, PTAK, means bird in Polish.
I developed this interest as a child. On the countryside roads, we stopped the car to observe a pheasant, a heron or cranes. My parents live in the east of France, exactly on the migration roads of the cranes.
Cranes leave the Scandinavian countries mid-October to go to Spain. They go back to Scandinavia in February. The way back is faster, because the cranes want to nest and make babies who must then be ready for the next migration. But during their way southward, they take more time to stop in regions like mine. Some even spend the winter in France.
In December, it was particularly warm in France, they then remained a little bit longer. Thus, I was lucky enough to be able to observe the cranes during my stay. I go to meet them with a camera and binoculars. At night they gather in fields which are built and protected for them, but in daytime it’s impossible to know where to find them. They are sometimes in big groups, sometimes in smaller groups. We see and we hear them often in the sky. Follow this link to listen to them.
When, they turn over a field during flight, they are certainly going to land there. Friends of them are maybe already there. I follow this lead. But the field is below, it’s impossible to see them. After a curve, I catch sight of them. I am lucky, there are very close. I try not to disturb them. If the wind goes in their direction and that they smell me, they fly away. Then I stay in the car and observe them from the open window. When they are farther in the field and the wind blows in my direction, I can move forward a little bit by foot to observe them.
Cranes fascinate me. I can spend hours observing them. Maybe because they seem so free in their quiet flight over the wild limitlessness.
Are you also passionate about birds? Which things fascinate you? Tell me, I am curious.