hen or tom turkey?
Photo by J. Harrington
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Late in the day we noticed a pair of whitetails browsing along the woods line West of the house. Based mostly on the differences in their sizes, we suspect it's the same pair that was noshing at the front bird feeder for much of the Winter. The gray in their coats is becoming Summer-red. Then, this morning, we watched a single turkey hen (? couldn't see the front to check for a beard) walk up the slope behind the house and across the field into the West woods. After a Winter of very sparse wildlife sightings, the activity of the past 24 hours is encouraging. Could it be a reward since we finally got around to closing up the bluebird house?
a pair of whitetails at wood's edge
Photo by J. Harrington
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Cold Spring
The last few gray sheets of snow are gone,winter’s scraps and leavings loweredto a common level. A sudden joltof weather pushed us outside, and nowthis larger world once again belongs to us.I stand at the edge of it, beside the house,listening to the stream we haven’t heardsince fall, and I imagine one day thinkingback to this hour and blaming myselffor my worries, my foolishness, today’s choiceshaving become the accomplishedfacts of change, acceptedor forgotten. The woods are a mangleof lines, yet delicate, yet precise,when I take the time to look closely.If I’m not happy it must be my own fault.At the edge of the lawn my wifebends down to uncover a flower, then another.The first splurge of crocuses.And for a moment the sweep and shudderof the wind seems indistinguishablefrom the steady furl of waterjust beyond her.
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