Driving home tonight from a very long day on the road in northern Michigan, and there was a huge accident on the freeway coming in to Lansing, where I live. That's not what brought me joy, of course.
Traffic had to detour on to a country road, through a state wildlife area, and as I was driving through, I spotted a pair of sandhill cranes. The female painted with mud, her camouflage while nesting. And the male standing right next to her. And standing, a bit wobbly between them, was a fledgling crane.
I was sad for the accident, but happy for the detour. Isn't life always like that?
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