Once again, we have a pair of golden-fronted woodpeckers nesting in the tree by the patio. Both of them are on the small side, and have somewhat mottled coloring, as though they've been rubbed with rust here and there. This past Monday I first heard a tiny cheep from within the tree; and yesterday evening, Friday, I walked out on the patio and heard what sounded like static from a faraway radio, only to realize it was the sound of the babies, amplified somewhat by their cavernous hole. This photo from Tuesday shows Dad on his way in to feed the wee babes a lovely, crunchy bug!
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Look, my first comment of the year (and possibly ever) and it's some guy who wants to sell me Portuguese t-shirts of my blog. Hmm.
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