As soon as I could safely move without alarming them, I headed back inside to grab the camera and stalked them around the neighbor’s trying to remain unseen. Took some photos and given the bad weather headed back to the house. Hearing an even more raucous outburst from the pair, I turned in time to see three more cranes land. There was much flapping and preening and trumpeting among the group. Perhaps they were waiting for the dawdlers to catch up. They poked the ground for insect snacks for some time and eventually before total darkness, flew on to their “beds” for the night. It was like having National Geographic in our own yard.