Sandhill Cranes

My walk in the wetlands this morning was like medicine for the soul; 
Red-wing Blackbirds melodious singing, the Cranes gravelly calls, more geese flying than I've ever seen before, thousands. In the extra, the fire hydrants peeked my interest this morning. Did someone come and paint them in Ukrainian colors, or have they always been like that? After looking at  other hydrants on the way home, I gathered that's the color they are painted here. So much for being observant....