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Crane






Category: BIRDS AND BEASTS.

Source: Welsh Folk-lore

The crane is often mistaken for the heron. When the crane flies against
the stream, she asks for rain, when with the stream she asks for fair
weather.

This bird is said to be thin when the moon wanes, and fat at the waxing
of the moon.





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