January 2017 is almost behind us in the rear view mirror. Closer and closer to Spring we are coming. I am beginning to shake off the lethargy of winter and its grey, cold days and dream of new, young green sprouts poking up from newly turned earth. Green buds on the trees and the early flowers; tulips, crocus, daffodils. The Sandhill cranes and snow geese will be circling overhead their distinctive cries filling the skies as they make their way home northbound.
The Crane Center near Alda, Nebraska is just a very short way from Nebraska Highway 2 as it passes through Grand Island, Nebraska. The Center offers early morning and early evening viewing but you need to reserve a place soon as they sell out quickly. The experience of the thousands of cranes in the Platte River and flying overhead is something that will stir your inner soul and will leave your spirit forever changed. Find it on the internet here: https://cranetrust.org.
The new beginnings of the year 2015 resonate with positive feelings and great hope of what is to come. No resolutions this year only a more enlightened way of thinking and dreaming of traveling the roads of Nebraska. When the roads are clear and free of ice. I am thinking a lot about the weather and those travelers on the roads that will be controlled by it. I hope everyone checks the different weather forecast sources and looks ahead to their travel ways and how it will intersect with wintery mother nature.
We had our own encounter with wintery mother nature last weekend when what usually is an hour and 1/2 drive turned into an overnight stay only 40 miles from our home. I did not check the weather forecast, only the darkening skies, and we headed out into the dry late afternoon. Soon there were little drops of moisture on the windshield and the drivers on the opposite side of the interstate were creeping along at a very slow pace. Soon an suv pulled up on our left to pass and then —- zing!!! across the road right in front of us and off to our right he or she slid……. made me think of the Wizard of Oz and the house inside the tornado and different creatures flitting by. Then a second vehicle… only this one spun around and was facing us and then … zing… off the side of the road he (or she) went. Thankfully the cooler headed driver was at the wheel and we were able to creep to the next off-ramp which happened to be a town with motels and such. We crept crept crept off the road and slid against the curbs like a pong game. I YELPED and found a motel directly across the road from where we were and yes they did take dogs… We were landed for the night.