I love these guys. They come and hang out 'round the suet feeder. I had a dream inwhich I visited a pet store and discovered that, not only did the owner stock the usual parrots and cockatiels, but also an assortment of woodpeckers. Not that I'd ever want to cage one... but I s'pose there's some sort of longing in play.

On a semi-related note, my sweetie and I were awakened by a machine-gun-esque rat-tat-tat-tat-tat this morning. Atypical noise in rural Nowhere. Turned out to be a red-shafted flicker on the roof, voilently pecking away at the top of our wood stove's metal pipe. Hmph.