I've been feeling homesick for Estonia and the North lately. Knitted a Haapsalu-style scarf for a friend. Then Andreas Persbo reminded me of my trip to the Ranstad uranium mine in Sweden, which had a wildlife refuge nearby with cranes, cranes, cranes. I was there in March, no green of spring, but the cranes were migrating.
Then today I played Einojuhani Rautavaara's Cantus Arcticus. Lots of cranes there too. Here are the first and second movements, although I think that the second includes the third movement as well. Haven't listened closely yet. Sadly, they're not embeddable.