As the sun lights up a crisp winter morning landscape, the locust tree near the house hosts a colorful visitor.
She starts out from up high and gradually backs down the tree trunk to her final destination.
She is a red-bellied woodpecker (strange name, since there isn’t much of a red belly). Her male counterpart sports an entire head of bright read feathers; she has a grey crown but still a good bit of color. That black and white pattern on her back helps her to easily blend with the bark background. Now she has reached the suet feeder.
She always seems a bit nervous and doesn’t stay long. Even a light noise from inside the house will scare her off.
I am delighted to see her and let her brighten my morning a bit.