Day 162: Just before you reach the second bridge on the Bud Blancher trail, the path takes a couple of dips and rises before sharply rounding a rusty-yellow rock outcropping devoid of any vegetation. This distinctive bend is rapidly achieving some notoriety in my mental notebook as "Pecker Corner." On my way west, a family of three Red-Breasted Sapsuckers were at work in the adjacent alders; on my way east half an hour later, two female Hairy Woodpeckers were drilling high in a tree just to the south. I'm not sure what the draw is here for 'peckers (some bug in the alders, I presume), but this is not the first time I've seen them at the same location.
This is the 15th year of continuous daily publication for 365Caws. All things considered, it's likely it will be the last year as it is becoming increasingly difficult for me to find interesting material. However, I hope that I may have inspired someone to a greater curiosity about the natural world with my natural history posts, or encouraged a novice weaver or needleworker. If so, I've done what I set out to do.
Tuesday, March 24, 2015
Pecker Corner
Day 162: Just before you reach the second bridge on the Bud Blancher trail, the path takes a couple of dips and rises before sharply rounding a rusty-yellow rock outcropping devoid of any vegetation. This distinctive bend is rapidly achieving some notoriety in my mental notebook as "Pecker Corner." On my way west, a family of three Red-Breasted Sapsuckers were at work in the adjacent alders; on my way east half an hour later, two female Hairy Woodpeckers were drilling high in a tree just to the south. I'm not sure what the draw is here for 'peckers (some bug in the alders, I presume), but this is not the first time I've seen them at the same location.
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