The title is an adapted line from a Kevin Costner movie Field of Dreams about Baseball and this farmer that builds a Baseball pitch in his cornfield. Don't get me wrong, I'd rather sit and watch the grass grow than watch Baseball, or any other ball sports for that matter. In this context it's referring to my revised bird feeder setup. I'm hearing and catching a glimpse of the Red-headed Woodpecker and I was hoping it would come down to the feeder setup as it did a couple of years ago.
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Red-headed Woodpecker A couple of years ago |
I altered the feeder setup using a birch log that has been lying under the deck. It has a hollowed out cup in the top and a couple of bored out holes for the bird suet cake I make. Plenty of visitors but no Red-headed Woodpecker, the Red-bellied Woodpecker came a few times in the hour that I was photographing. One of the Flickers made a flyby but didn't land. There were hordes of gray juvenile Starlings wanting feeding from their parents, Grackles, Blue Jays and an assortment of other residents of the backyard.
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Blue Jay |
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Starling (juvenile) |
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Gray Catbird |
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Red-bellied Woodpecker |
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Red-bellied Woodpecker |
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Red-bellied Woodpecker |
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Red-bellied Woodpecker |
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Blue jay |
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Mourning Dove |
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Common Grackle |
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Common Grackle |
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