Photo Story: Crane calls
Danielle Prokop | December 6New Mexico fall means achingly blue skies, contrasted behind golden-crowned trees and high above is the cacophony of flight. In the stands of cottonwoods south of Socorro, thousands of sandhill cranes come to rest, picking their way through shallow water and waving grasses for seeds and tubers. Coyotes prowl around the edges looking for tired snow geese to catch.



















