I Had Been Hoping for a Crane
My son forced me to go canoing on the Ipswich River a few weeks ago. He does this every summer. Anyway, we saw a bird that I thought might be a crane. I'm a bit of a crane nut, having folded thousands of paper cranes in the past five years. However, the guy who supplied us the canoe, Foote Brothers, said it was a white ibis snowy egret [thanks, Zach]. That's cool, but not a crane.
