Friday, March 14, 2008

I Just Flew Into Nebraska...

...and boy are my arms tired!

The Sandhill cranes really are back and Danny thought his Mr. Crane was looking a bit tired so he tucked him in for a nice nap.

Danny's fever broke, and now he has a lovely sinus/cough thing, as do I. This really has been one of the worst years for flu/viruses I remember. Seems like we've spent the past four months getting past one thing and on to another.

At least Mr. Crane is getting some rest. Hey Canadians-your birdies (or as Danny calls them "Boy-dees") are on the way home.

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