Spring in the high country of Northern New Mexico
brings sudden, unexpected changes in weather, flora and fauna.
Always filled with surprises.
An Easter Visit from the Turkey Girls was the first surprise. The one we call “Poor-Pitiful” for her fate at the bottom of the pecking order, was the first to appear at the door in full begging mode.
Although they had not graced us with a visit since the first shows of December, shy they were not.
Feeling at home and wasting no time, they went right for the expensive wild bird seed.
Our hens are now a year old, ready to mate, lay eggs and raise poults. So, I was pleasantly surprised at their return, but not surprised when their brief visit was cut short by an insistent “Gobble” from a big Tom calling them to follow him away into the woods.
The first of several Easter Weekend Snows surprised us the next morning.