Fall's first frost. A gusty breeze steering giant clouds in and out of shifting blue holes. Yellowing cottonwood leaves fluttering like rain. A vibrant morning that finds critters either scrambling to head south or fettering about getting ready to stay through the winter. Walking through the crispy forest, I aim my microphone at pair of red squirrels chasing each other on and off and under a cluster of trees, chittering and chattering all the while. Mid-chase, a flock of sandhill cranes passes over head in a wavering, raucous, fluid skein. And perched on a high branch, between the scurrying squirrels and fleeing cranes, is a single raven offering a calm commentary on the neighborhood frenzy. Hank Lentfer Descriptive TranscriptSandhill crane sounds. A squirrel chirping loudly and repetitively. The sandhill cranes grow louder before fading again. A raven's unique rattling call repeats. Wings beat as a bird flies by. A squirrel's repetitive chatter. A raven calls out in the distance.
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Last updated: April 14, 2015