Crowned Crane …

I like to be noticed, and I LOVE accessorizing! Imagine a regular crane, then slap a coronet of golden feather on its head – that’s me, a crowned crane.  The “crown” isn’t actually feathers, but stiff, golden plumes that look suspiciously like hair gel made of pure sunshine. I like to strut around the African savanna looking like I am still on the catwalk after winning a feathery royal pageant. And when I am not busy preening my magnificent headpiece, I am often engaging in elaborate dances that would make your average TikTok influencer look like they have two left feet. “They” tell me these fancy foot shuffles, complete with wing-flapping and booming calls that sound like a foghorn having an opera, are crucial for attracting a mate, but I always wonder … do I really need the help?  When I am with my friends, we call ourselves a sedge or a siege …and if you are experiencing a drought you want to see me around … it is believed that I can bring the rain … maybe that’s why we dance