9/14/09 – A few minutes ago, I was walking between buildings when I heard the gentle sound of woodpecker tapping overhead. It turned out to be a three-toed woodpecker working on a dying mountain ash tree. There must have been a good number of bugs, because the relatively rare three-toed was joined by a downy woodpecker and a brown creeper.
While I watched the woodpeckers working, a red squirrel was dropping hard, green red pine cones from a height of over sixty feet uncomfortably close to my head. The squirrels seem to deliberately drop the cones on the racked canoes behind the store where they strike with a satisfying and resounding bonk. – Bill