Breakfast With Woody

The March winds are roaring in at 50 miles per mile and the noise woke me at 6:45am. I was at the park by 7:40, just in time to see the lovely sight of 20 or so robins dotting the landscape. As I trained the lens on a robin, I noticed the red V on the back of it's neck.

That's not a robin!

It was a little woodpecker and he was busily probing the dirt for his breakfast of worms and grubs. I stayed very quiet while he worked his way down the fence line.

I am thrilled to see him hanging out with the red breasts. He's about their size, maybe a tad larger.

Here's a flickr photo of him gazing off into the meadow.

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