One end of the lake has a grove of aspen. There are many many birds in the grove. Mostly I hear them and cannot find them among the leaves, but a movement at eye-level in a tree by the trail makes me pause. It is a woodpecker. Most of the woodpeckers local to where I live are black and white, with tiny splashes of red. The bird a few feet from
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::tee hee:: for the double puns.
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