leaving the cranes
Most of the cranes never returned to the main pond here, which is where I was camped. I did hear some around off & on through the night, & assorted groups passed overhead just after sunrise this morning, but most stayed away from the pond - a mystery. Last year, I took pictures of the buildings in Willcox & inside the museum. Here are a couple of their Christmas decorations... ...and of the murals painted on the walls of the local thrift shop - quite eclectic. This one's for Mer; she'll know why. (The sign says, "For Sale, Dead People's Stuff) From the town to the scenery just a bit west (southeast of Tucson), we move from the ridiculous to the sublime.