Right outside the window of the office is a tree that has been slowly dying over the years. It is some kind of poplar relative, and has been a terrific example of an ecosystem unto itself. In the past it has been frequented by yellow bellied sapsuckers, which made holes from which sap ran. They were followed by butterflies, hummingbirds, and squirrels who fed on the sap.
Last summer the tree trunk was nested in by a yellow shafted flicker. It is back, and this year I can hear the tree singing, or talking, from quite a distance away. Apparently there are babies in the there! The sound gets a little louder every day. Likely it won't be much longer; they must be nearing fledging time.
Last summer the tree trunk was nested in by a yellow shafted flicker. It is back, and this year I can hear the tree singing, or talking, from quite a distance away. Apparently there are babies in the there! The sound gets a little louder every day. Likely it won't be much longer; they must be nearing fledging time.
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