Our wild Merriam’s turkey believe snow season has bugged out of here. Normally their flock can still manage to be in the hundreds and more, but the birds have moved off some of their winter grounds, which for the past several years have been the neighbors’ cattle corn and feed. I can usually hear their boisterous voices as the rancher grinds out fresh alfalfa in a long line along the ground. The birds under foot of cow-calf pairs pecking though the feed for corn and cake.
And this early morning, as I sat on the deck listening for the birds, I could hear they were on the move. Hens’ satisfied clucks and plucks while young Jakes chattered along the creek area tell me they are moving to their Spring grounds. The large Winter flocks will be growing smaller and smaller as the birds set up their mating routines. I expect to be hearing Toms soon, once they have found a suitable strutting ground. I love this time of the year!