Day 172 (bonus edition): This fellow has been at the feeder off and on all day, but he's a very shy chap and generally takes flight as soon as I blink an eye. Maybe it's because he's having an identity crisis. In some circles, he's called a Northern Flicker. In others, he's known as Red-Shafted. His Latin name confuses the issue even moreso by appending "auratus" (golden) to "Colaptes," making him sound like he's the cousin the Yellow-Shafted Flicker doesn't want to mention. I think he's a lovely bird with his rouged cheeks and spotted waistcoat.
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