In the Summer of 2014, when we took possession of our land, there were so many ruffed grouses thumping away that it sounded like old tractors were starting constantly. We were in fact puzzled for a long time as to what the sound was. We haven’t heard them since, and we never really saw them either. Until a few days ago, when we heard one, and then saw a female next to the house, and then a male in the forest. I can only hope it means they are back for good.