A Happy Encounter

It is not always possible to sight many of our avian friends if we remain static and don't travel a great deal to find their sanctuary. And that is me, only hoping for a chance encounter in the vicinity of home. 

Judging from the sound you hear, that is if you recognize them, you know they are around, but the creatures are nowhere to be seen.

Perhaps when they make a show you are too busy with your many other chores and so you miss them. It is usually the case.

Or it may be that they come out at the hours when your vision and the visibility are not at their best, eg at dusk.

Or maybe we are just walking like the zombies, straight ahead and blurred whereas the birds are perched high up at the top of trees. How could we see them?

The other day I caught a glimpse of the elusive one. I really thought so. I was not sure. I was under the tree,  the foliage over my head was quite dense.

Surprised and unexpected. On the next day as I opened the kitchen door, I saw someone was tapping on the cempaka trunk. It was just there. So near.

So my mind was not playing tricks on me the other day. It was really the woodpecker. Maybe there is a nest somewhere.

Maybe she? he? had separated from friends and got lost. And coincidently found a way into my humble blog.

Woodpeckers from afar (Pic taken last year)

Cheers and happy birding.