A cable company repairman walked up to our house, stopped and listened to a soft but resonant staccato drumming up in a tree. "What is that?," he asked my wife. She explained it was a downy woodpecker ...
On a cold, mid-March morning, I heard a sign of spring echo across the frigid suburban landscape: a lone woodpecker drumming on a tree. The rapid succession of persistent, rhythmic tapping continued ...
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