Yesterday and Friday were good days for taking down snow fence with several thousand sand hill cranes as company and pleasant background music.
Friday late afternoon, four sizable groups (or other collective noun you might use: “construction”, “dance”, “sedge”, “siege”, and “swoop” 
):
Lunchtime yesterday, one smaller group of the multiple dozens that flew over:
Near sunset, with sunlight under their wings giving an almost startling strobe light effect when they flapped (with a half moon above):
Another:
‘Just’ nice clouds near sunset:
