Not Seeing the Pileated Woodpecker

I didn’t actually see the Pileated Woodpecker while walking in the woods this afternoon, but I knew she was there.  First I heard her laughing then I saw what she had done.

7 thoughts on “Not Seeing the Pileated Woodpecker

  1. I am always so happy when this time of day comes (it’s 3:45 here in the High Sierra) and my computer dings fullmoonfiberarts into my emailbox. Your dailies are as welcome and enjoyable as a cup of tea in the afternoon.

  2. They are very distinctive sounding, aren’t they? It looks like it did all that recently, amazing! The ones around my house have several already hollowed out trees they live in, so I’ve never seen this, cool! BTW Spring really is coming soon, the cardinals have changed their songs to the mating song, so it won’t be long now! Have a good weekend!

  3. My favorite bird (despite their destructiveness). I remember the first time I saw one, at our feeder. “That’s a big f&**$!@ bird,” I said to my husband, not knowing its name. We started shouting out “BF!” to alert the other partner to come look whenever one of us would see one. (Well, we whisper it now because our Sheltie dog runs to the window and barks them away if he hears us say “BF.”) Once saw one feeding two youngsters at our feeder. I will never in my lifetime see this again, I told myself, as I treasured the moment.

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