Overhead, exactly twenty sandhills flap by, calling out, according to Peterson's Field Guide to Western Birds, their shrill rolling garoooo-a-a-a's, and tuk-tuk -- tuk-tuk -- tuk-tuk's, and even a gooselike onk.
They fly determinedly into the distance--heading north.
But they'll figure it out. And so will we.
It's also come to Northern California. The snow level this morning was 4000 which was just up the street.
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