Migration Highways in Sky and Sea
Migrants pack fat like living batteries, waiting for perfect tailwinds. Miss the weather window, and a journey becomes perilous. Timely blooms and insect swarms ahead can mean survival, or empty skies.
Migration Highways in Sky and Sea
Young birds launch without tutors, steering by stars, polarized light, and Earth’s magnetic field. Monarchs surf thermal highways to winter groves, proving navigation is a braided thread of instinct and sky.
Migration Highways in Sky and Sea
Each October, my grandfather would pause the tractor to watch cranes ribbon the evening. The season’s first bugling flock meant soup on the stove, boots by the door, and wonder shared.
Migration Highways in Sky and Sea
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