Month: March 2019

The weather swings back and forth—one day cold and rainy, the next warm and sunny, some days calm and others windy. It must be Spring! Nature is feeling the changes, too. The turkey gang seems to have dispersed, and now only one tom comes to eat. I’ve heard gobbling several mornings, and I assume that’s him declaring his territory (and trying to attract hens, but I’ve seen no sign of them).

The plants are getting ready for Spring, too. A few trees are beginning to leaf out, and some of the spring flowers and shrubs are blooming. The witch hazel bloomed earlier and now has bears its spiny capsules.

Today has been one of the rainy days, but I got out this morning before it started. Lately I’ve been walking after lunch, and I think the deer watch for me. Sometimes I surprise them when I walk around a bend, and they run off.

They don’t go far, however, and are often waiting as I finish my walk. One day they went running to the meadow to wait for me to get up the hill so I could feed them! Watch!

I went through the gate and walked a bit on the other side of the ridge today. I hadn’t been over there for a while and was surprised to see that some big trees had come down. The bark on the largest one fascinated me!

Who knows what the weather will be before the next post? I guess we’ll have to just wait and see!

 

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March is here, and the rain continues, although we did have a few beautiful, sunny, and unseasonably warm days. It’s raining hard now, but I was able to ramble in the Hollow before it really started coming down.

I keep standing up to see if the deer are waiting. I saw a few on my walk down to the river today; I’m pretty sure they were hoping for an earlier meal. (Maybe they knew the harder rain was coming.) They ran away when I approached, flashing their white tails as they went up the hill, but I wasn’t quick enough to get a photo. The deer use their tails to communicate with others, and the white flag means they sense danger. The only time I see them flash the white when I’m in the meadow is when one gets spooked. It is not often that the “regulars’ get spooked; they often just watch the ones that run and move to the next pan of corn. This young one was a little worried and flared its tail, but another day Fuzzy just kept on eating.

I couldn’t “capture” the deer today, but turkeys in the neighbor’s field just kept eating. And the deer don’t always run; sometimes they stand and watch.

The rain quit a little while ago, and I saw a couple of deer in the meadow. (You can see how muddy it is, too.) I called as I went down, and another one came. Another few appeared from the woods, and then the rest of the herd came running! Watch here!

Below is a view of the whole herd from near the house and another view from the deck that shows fog on the river.

The forecast calls for a break in the rain, followed by another spell of extreme cold. We’ll just have to wait to see what really happens.