A touch of

Finally I got a small glimpse of the mass migration of the cranes. I made my walk from school via the next village to home. Don't ask me why I took this detour. I heard them coming, saw them flying in total confusion above my head and then coninue their flight in a V-formation. Always, above the field next to our village, storks as well as cranes change their formation. It might be something in the air pressure.

The good news is that not only were there cranes flying over today, but it was also the first day of spring with a pleasant temperature of 19 degrees Celsius. 
Spring is on its way.