The snow reveals all.
Not quite all, but much. Yesterday we spotted the pair of turkeys that accelerated my heart rate several weeks ago when they flew out of trees forty feet above my head—flushed them in the back meadow. Today we saw their tracks many places, so we know they’re busy doing their guajalote business.
Other track-leaving species: white-tails, mice, and bun-buns (or are they hares?).