On Saturday, June 10, 2006, just before I went to my sacred place, I dropped into the charming ville on I-94, known as Steele, North Dakota. This is the home of the World's Largest Sandhill Crane.
I think, in the interest of accuracy (as a magazine editor, I'm a member of the elite liberal media) we should add the word "Manufactured", or even "Steel" to that description, since this is not a wild, free-flying sandhill crane of gargantuan proportions. Rather it is a human-made structure that draws tourists off the highway much as certain things draw flies.
The Steele crane is not ugly, but it is ginormous. I spent a few moments communing with it, snapped a few digital images, and went along my way, satisfied to have added this species, in person, to my life list of Giant Things.
6 comments:
..aren't you glad an elephant can't fly?
I love your Giant Things posts. I think you should create a separate blog only for Giant Things, ask for submissions, and see where it takes you.... Grace
Grace that idea is scary.
You do realize the type of people BT3 knows, don't you..... weird foreigners, weed pickers and (gasp) birders.
An excellent idea, Grace. One gets tired of birds and haiku after a spell.
Bring on the submissions!
I can count on you for a laugh, a surprise, or a quiet reflection. Thanks for the wonders of your blog.
S.
Have you seen the giant piping plover in Chaplin, Saskatchewan? I'm feeling an odd need to make a pilgrimage.
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