“Yeah, heel toe, do si do, come on baby, let's go DANCIN!”
Brooks and Dunn,
Boot Scootin’ Boogie
Right now these merry dancers are leaving Texas
And heading north some 2,700 long arduous miles
They are now heading to their summer home in Canada
And watching them migrate brings me many Spring smiles
With a wingspan of seven and a half feet
And standing well over four to five feet high
Whooping Cranes are North America’s tallest birds
And 200 of them will now be soaring through the sky
These majestic birds are on the endangered list
This flock once numbered 1,500 whooping cranes
Today in the entire world there are only about 400 left
And to lose any more of them would be a damned shame
Much of the wetland along their migratory route
Has been destroyed by our modern civilization
And goose hunters often take pot shots at them
Not bothering to confirm their crane identification
There are also many tall power and communication wires
Which can sadly ensnare these whoopers while they’re in flight
So if you live anywhere at all along their Spring migratory route
Why not come out and cheer them on along their way – what a sight
Whooping cranes have snowy white bodies
Huge black wingtips and bright red crowns
And if you have ever seen them doin the Boogie
You know their Dance Routine takes away frowns
Watching whooping cranes dance gives me a thrill
They joyously jump into the air and flap their huge wings
And these birds merrily dance for the very same reasons we do
To court their lovely mates and to herald in a magnificent new Spring
Whooping Cranes have been on the Endangered Species List since the 1970s because much of their wetland habitat has been drained for farmland, pasture, and industrial purposes.
From 1870 to 1920, many of these Whooping Cranes were also shot for food and sport, and the numbers in this flock drastically fell from as many as 1,500 in 1870 to only about 15 in 1939.
Today, there are sadly only about 400 of these magnificent birds left in the entire world.
This Western flock of Whooping Cranes has begun leaving their winter home in the Aransas National Wildlife Refuge on the Texas Gulf Coast to journey to their summer home in Canada’s Wood Buffalo National Park – some 2,700 arduous miles to the north.
We should all wish them well on their annual Spring journey and dance.
And nature lovers of all ages can actually follow their migration progress on a wonderful website called Journey North, which is linked below.
Yeah, heel toe, do si do, come on baby let's go DANCIN'
Ohhh baby, meet me out back, then we're gonna, boogie
Get down, turn around, let’s go to Canada, whooper boogie
©2007, A Boot Scootin, Dance Lovin, Nature Inspired, Mr. Ed
Journey North
Josie
Love & {{{{{hugs}}}}}
Alexandra*
"Spring Dance" brings the aroma of JUSTICE and active service to life and beauty.
Thank You for the wildlife RECITAL.
If I had the last word The Nobel Prize for Peace would be Yours this year.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Thanks
Dan
Love Tinky
~Butch
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Yee-hawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! *TEXAS yell* LOL
Thank you Mr. Ed
Thank you, Mr. ED, for all the wonderful poetic journeys you take us on...and the empowering information you supply us with!
Joe and I actually saw a whooping crane at a rather despicable run-down fishing area several years ago, when we were searching for safe streams. He was astounding to look at - and all alone. He roosted in a large, crooked branch of an almost-dead tree. It didn't seem right...but there is no mistaking the beauty and size of those birds - especially when you have binoculars :) We think he got "lost" during a severe storm, or something.
Thank you for the dance!!!...and Mr. ED, God bless you!
Spring Hugs, Granny
thanks for sharing and caring! great write! while I never saw a 'flock' in flight, many years ago, when we lived in Westminster, MD. one solitary guy actually landed on our gravel driveway. We didn't know if he was lost, tired, or thought it was a pond? But the whole neighborhood of 6 houses turned out to see this magnificent bird. I think it was a youngling though, cause he was only about 4 foot tall, with maybe a five foot wingspan.
After quietly resting for about 15-20 minutes, he just flapped his wings and "woomp-woomp-woomped" away!
Children and adults both were totally delighted to see such beauty up close and personal.
Tom.
Yee-haw! A joyous celebration of life expressed in educational, entertaining verse: you are quite the storyteller and teacher! Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.