So wish me luck.
My dad and I took Zoe to the dog park two days in a row. The first day we saw the crane (or the bird that resembled a crane) in the small creek by the park. The second day we not only saw the crane again, but also this old old bird house up in this random tree. It was a delight to see such an old object surviving in an environment that is constantly being changed and upheaved. And the crane as well- surviving next to a residential neighborhood, elementary school and a few fields for soccer and baseball.