Whenever the chance arises, I like to go to Nebraska at the end of March. Besides having family to visit, I love going in March because that’s when the Sandhill Cranes stop at the Platte River in central Nebraska during their annual migration. My grandma lives about 45 minutes from where I like to go to take pictures of the birds. Not only that, but my dad grew up on a farm in this part of Nebraska.
I literally just got home from this adventure, but couldn’t wait to take a look at my pictures. Here’s just a sample of what I got this year. The trip was a bit odd, as it was incredibly cold, overcast, and snowing the entire time. So, I hate to say it, I had to do a little bit of cleaning in Photoshop.
It’s very hard to explain why I love making this trip. Hopefully these pictures will speak for me. It’s amazing how many of these birds all gather in one small spot. They migrate to Nebraska, and so do I :)