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And then he tries to play possum with me and dodge the camera!  But, I got a few shots of him, even before he took off to the top of another tree.

We could call him Woody.  We should name him George.  But I'm calling him Pecker Head because it's unlikely that I'll ever have the chance to call someone that and not get punched in the eye.  So, without further ado, now introducing - Pecker Head - the Keswick Pecker!  Appearing soon in a dying or dead tree near you! (Unless you're not in Keswick, then, I'm not sure what to tell you).
We could call him Woody. We should name him George. But I’m calling him Pecker Head because it’s unlikely that I’ll ever have the chance to call someone that without getting punched in the eye. So, without further ado, now introducing – Pecker Head – the Keswick Pecker! Appearing soon in a dying or dead tree near you! (Unless you’re not in Keswick, then, I’m not sure what to tell you, sorry).

Mr. K.B. saw him first, yesterday morning and emailed me a picture from his phone.  This morning, I went out with Mas to wait for the bus and there he was, pecking his little heart out.  And what a strong and clever pecker he is!  Just look at the holes he’s made in our (very dead) tree.

 

And just like all capital 'P' Peckerheads, partial to having multiple holes.  Argh!
And just like all capital ‘P’ Peckerheads, partial to having multiple holes. Argh!

Anyone who knows me or has known me knows that girls do not come much more ‘indoors-ie’ than me, but seeing Pecker Head and his handy work is actually way cool and may probably cause me to leave the house just a little more often during this time of freezing temperatures and schizophrenic snow falls.  And nope, I never got to see anything like this when I lived in the city. 🙂

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