Signs of spring are beginning to appear. After being gone for a few days, when I returned I was surprised to see–and hear—how spring was starting to emerge.
One of the tom turkeys has begun gobbling in the morning. I didn’t hear him this morning, but I was greeted by this serenade when I hung out the bird feeder:
Strange deer have begun showing up in the meadow, and the regulars are not hospitable.
We had three inches of snow a couple of weeks ago. The poor turkey showed up early.
The deer didn’t show up until mid-morning and were glad to get brunch. (Look closely and you’ll see two young deer eating, not one fat one.)
The snow melted quickly and was mostly gone by the time I walked after lunch.
I was happy to get home after my travels and give thanks every day that I live where I do and am able to enjoy my rambles. I hope to write more again soon!
French Broad Hollow Ramble 