One of the things I loved when I lived in Nebraska were the Sandhill cranes. They used to come to Kearney, Nebraska in the hundreds of thousands in the spring and autumn during their migrations. I hadn't seen any Sandhill cranes since moving to Iowa until Tues. evening. We were coming home from the Farmers Market when three big birds flew in front of us. I thought they were Sandhill cranes but wasn't sure so we turned around and drove back and yep I was right. There were three Sandhill cranes out in a field.