Two days ago, March 8 just before 5am with a bright full-moon in the West, a flock of turkeys that roosts in the neighborhood began gobbling, but I hadn't heard what set them off.  Then I did.  The very faint call of a coyote pack coming from the direction of Vassar Farm.  The howls, yips and barks were brief but unmistakable.  I used to hear them every Spring around the time the white tail deer drop their fawn, and then in the Autumn, but that hasn't happened for over a year.  
      Hopefully I'll hear them again as the fawns aren't due for a couple months.