Early this afternoon I had an interesting experience. I was walking around my evergreens picking up sticks prior to mowing the lawn. I saw a low branch of a balsam fir begin to wiggle and heard a pitiful cheeping. Out came what must have been a juvenile ruffed grouse, judging by its size. It ran right at me cheeping and batting my legs with its wings, while it also extended the ruff feathers up and down. It ran around me several times doing the same thing and then ran across the lawn to the evergreens on the other side.
I went back to the place it had come from to see if there was a nest under the fir and heard another cheeping. I decided to wait until tomorrow to mow that part of the lawn.
Nancy
Chazy,NY zone 4