A visit from Mr. Woodpecker

The Story of my Visit from Mr. Woodpecker

Sometimes you get an unexpected treat.  It was 8am and I heard a “thump!” on the kitchen window.  I looked out on the front porch and saw Mr. Downy Woodpecker crumpled on the ground. When I picked him up, he did not look good; eyes mostly closed, panting and mouth open.  He did not even try to stand in my hand.

After a while, he breathed normally and just rested in my hand.   I totally enjoyed stroking his head and back and talking to him.  He seemed to enjoy the visit too.  After about 40 minutes, he flew high into a tree.  A happy ending.


a visit from Mr. Woodpecker





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