Still Wet

It was a noisy, stormy and very rainy night, and another wet morning. 

By lunchtime, the weather had calmed down and the cranes were flying northward again. P and I spotted several big flocks, circling in the thermal updrafts over the vineyards. I added an extra of one of the circling flocks, which made me think of the „connect the dots“ picture books we had as children.