This photo was taken after yesterday’s two-to-three-inch snowfall melted on the pool cover. I liked the tree reflections and the scalloped edges dotted with snow.

Wait ... ! Wasn’t the title of this post “Welcome Spring?” I am sorry to report that this is the view out my window this morning. A rather disheartening sight if I must say so. Just yesterday we had Mia out (with the top down!) for a short ride. And now look! Sheesh. It’s supposed to turn to rain later on in the day but it’s so disappointing to know that it can still do this to us.

We had great weather for viewing the Super Moon on Friday night. It really didn’t look all that much bigger and brighter to me. After all the hype I was expecting more. Here are a few pics anyway. First, a creepy one; then two pics alike except for the focal point in one was on the trees and in the other it was the moon. Rick took both of those pics.

The turkeys returned again on Sunday morning. Rick took a video that I will be posting as soon as he gets it ready, but in case you didn’t get enough turkey pics the other day here are a few more.

Watching over his harem.

If you’ve got it, flaunt it!

This guy was gobbling as I took the photo.

I think they like our yard. We counted over twenty turkeys in the yard at one time! No mating took place yesterday. Maybe they are done with that.

Even though we did take Mia out for a spin to celebrate her one year anniversary, it wasn’t all that warm this weekend. I think it may have gotten to 50 late in the day yesterday, but Saturday was quite cold with a chilly wind. We walked the dogs, played video games and other than a trip to the Rockaway mall for a disappointing clothes shopping trip (but a great lunch at the new Red Robin) we stuck pretty close to home.

For dinner last night we had a surprisingly good meal of roast venison. One of Rick’s colleagues is a hunter and he gave us a roast knowing that we like to cook and eat on the adventurous side. I was very skeptical about the whole thing, but I have to admit it was very good. The dogs and cats were all very interested the minute Rick pulled it out of the fridge to start preparing the rub for it. They thought it smelled pretty darned interesting! We made garlic smashed yukon gold potatoes and fresh asparagus with it. If I had been blindfolded I would not have been able to tell you I was eating venison. The taste was not beef, but it was hard to pinpoint. It kind of tasted like the wild boar we ate in France once.

And, that about wraps up our weekend news! Hope you’re experiencing spring-like weather wherever you are today!

Spring is definitely in the air. At least all the birds are feeling it. The mornings are filled with bird song. The other day on my walk to the end of the street to snap the crocus, several hawks were wheeling around in the sky shrilly calling out to each other. They were making quite a racket. Each morning before the sun is up I hear turkeys, either clucking like a bunch of overgrown chickens, or sometimes a full-fledged gobble.

This morning was a little different. Again, I heard them before the sun came up. After feeding the dogs and going through my normal morning routine I looked out the study window and saw a few hens coming over to where I normally feed them. I went to get some food and noticed that there were hens everywhere! They scattered when I came out the door but it didn’t take them long to all come running across the yard flapping their wings. I counted sixteen hens. Once back in the house I looked out again and to my delight and amazement four huge toms were coming—and they were strutting their stuff with tails fanned out and wings down. I quickly ran upstairs to the the one window without a screen so I could get better photos.

What a show they were putting on for the girls! So important and all puffed up!

It soon became apparent that this was no ordinary visit. This was all about mating. The toms strutted and danced around a few of the hens, courting them. It was all very intricate and there didn’t seem to be any fighting or jealousy between the toms, which is something I’ve noticed before. Almost like they work together to help each other to get a date. In fact, here is an interesting article about how male turkeys help each other out in mating season. I’ll spare you the details of the actual mating, but it was pretty interesting. Let’s just say it didn’t look like she was having much fun. How many people have seen wild turkeys mate right in their front yard?!

At times they looked like Geisha girls performing a dance with their fans. I’m sure these macho birds would not like my analogy! But just look at this “dance of three tom turkeys.”

I guess we’ll be seeing little turkeylettes before too awfully long.

(The last photo was taken through the screen as they left the yard.)

A serious weather advisory is out for New Jersey today and tomorrow. This kind of weather can bring on fevers! And that weather advisory is ...

Oh my.

63 degrees F.

Sunny.

Warm enough to sit outside without a sweater on.

Laundry on the line outside.

Unbelievable!

Since I don’t have any crocus of my own, I walked down the street yesterday while the sun was out and “stole” these images of neighbor Larry’s (the fig tree giver) little blooms. They brightened my day! Goodness knows I need a little brightness since today dawned dark and rainy. Again.