Even with several inches of snow on the ground, a pair of Tom Turkeys were eagerly awaiting the sunrise and the start of spring!
"Okay son, Montana law states: No hunting for chicks until official sunrise - that's precisely 7:13 am!"
I'm sure the good old boys prefer to scrape their wings along in the dirt to intimidate the other males. This morning as I went to work I could hear them scraping their wings along the top of the frozen snow. A guy will do anything to get the gal.