Lone Crane

Most every day I see a crane on the lake with out a mate or friend.   I see him in need of a friend, but he or she may have chosen to be away from others in a quiet peaceful surrounding.  I purchased some apricots last evening at a local grocery store.  The aroma given off as they are lovingly devoured reminds me of sunshine, green waving grass, grandma in her kitchen canning apricots picked from her front yard tree; all of these give me the feeling of being in a quiet peaceful surrounding just as the crane.  It also gives me a feeling of security and being loved.  Grandmas have a way of doing that.  I wonder if the stork has that feeling too?