Lift shared in quiet air

Cool morning light drifts over an open span of sky, washed pale and still. A cluster of cranes in distant silhouette ascends slowly on a thermal, their formation relaxed and expanding as they spiral upward. Each bird’s rise is subtle, their motion interdependent—no single form breaking away, all held in collective upward drift. Below, low mist barely hints at the ground, emphasizing height and the open space above. The upward movement feels steady, made possible by the joined effort, not display.