The turkeys are back.
We heard them before they saw them this past week. They were gobbling through the woods just behind our house. Moments later, they appeared in the neighbor’s backyard.
Ginger took Mabel over to the fence so she could see them.
Mabel thought they were very large for birds.
(We haven’t told Mabel about ostriches yet.)
In other chicken news (and, it seems to have been a particularly eventful week for our birds), the snow finally melted and the chickens were able to “graze” near the fallen tree. I imagine, it’s like a bug smorgasbord there right now.
And, Ginger introduced them to bubbles.
The chickens did not like bubbles. They ran away.
There was even plenty of sun and dust for them to take a much-appreciated (from the sounds and look of it) dust bath.
I can’t get over how funny chickens look when they dust bathe. And, when the four of them try and scrunch into the same dust hole, writhing and contorting and tossing dirt up on the air, well, as Ginger says, “it’s better than TV.”
Elsewhere in the yard, the giant alliums are popping up.
Honestly, I’d forgotten I’d planted these. But, now, I’m so glad I did. I just hope the chickens will leave them alone.
So far, so good.
The above photos make our weather look pretty good, but we did get plenty of snow/sleet/freezing rain over the weekend.
The pansies at the garden center weren’t in the least bit phased by the weather, though.
They are among my favorite flowers. So brave!
And, finally, a couple of photos I took while on a walk in Forest Park on Sunday. In true New England style, the weather did an about face and we had sun and warmth for much of the day.
A vey welcome change!
From the dining room table, hoping you’ve had plenty of pleasant weather lately as well,