Crane

I woke up at 4:30 a.m. to see that the sky was clear. So I headed to the bog. It was -4 degrees of celsius when I left. I got there just when the sun was rising. I heard the black grouses and quite soon I also saw some playing their spring games. I tried to get closer but no success. Nevertheless I got some nice landscapes with frozen ponds. When driving back home there was two cranes in the field. First I passed them and I had to reverse. They practically ignored me but still slowly walked further away.