I’m very fond of Pileated Woodpeckers. They’re large and spectacular and not uncommon. I haven’t had a good view of one this year however. They keep eluding me — like rare birds. I see the big holes they’ve drilled in path-side trees. I hear their loud drilling, like the hammering of a tipsy carpenter. Of the bird, I’ve had only glimpses. Individuals flying mostly. This morning however…


Golden Crown

Yesterday we had storms here and the rain bucketed down. Today, morning sunlight penetrates even the densest thickets. After a seriously wet day,  Golden-crowned Sparrows feed as if making up for lost time. We tend to overlook common birds though many are strikingly beautiful.