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In the darkness the striking sound of matches echoed and in an instant the gentle dance of light and flickering warmth appeared !!
Bob heard these young Flickers calling to be fed before spotting them in an old broken tree trunk. We were lucky to see them because when we went back the next day they had fledged and were nowhere in sight.
Northern Flickers spend a lot of their time on the ground digging for ants their favourite food.
Taken at Lakes Regional Park, Fort Myers, Florida.
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This pair of Northern Flickers (Colaptes auratus) were among several that were flitting about in a bare tree at a local park this Spring. I posted a shot of three of them earlier. These birds were quite a distance away for this shot, across a body of water, but it helped that they were in direct sunlight.
I was photographing a female yellow warbler when I sensed movement off on the edge of my peripheral vision. I looked up and saw that a male, red-shafted flicker had landed on a really nice perch, not too far away. I was very happy to take its photo and managed a few frames before it flew away.
Love this poem by Taryn Taylor - Flicker
A flame flickers from inside my spirit.
A candle caresses my core with strength.
Illumination burns, steady and brilliant,
Licking my insides with certainty.
A sensuous blaze melts deep resistance
As my soul sizzles in bright crackles,
Consuming me in sparks of defiance
And fueling me with possibility.
A glow of hope permeates my being,
Warm and persistent like the earth’s furnace.
Colors fold in roaring kaleidoscopes,
Laughing like fire in a swarm of heat.
Pulses of joy propel my feet forward,
As inspiration engulfs me in bliss.
Just before taking these photos I'd gone back inside the house and it was only as I turned around to have one last look on the feeders that I saw this beautiful northern flicker. A quick 180 and a slow approach back to the feeders and I was able to capture these photos
Young male (red moustache) suddenly appeared. Joy! And departed.
Still practicing placing my left hand on the lens. Lens and camera mounted on Jobu-Design gimbal head or swing-head or tripod-head on heavy duty tripod. Taking advantage of a spot of sun, although not from the best angle.
But so fun!
"Northern Flickers [woodpeckers] don’t habitually visit bird feeders, but you can find them in backyards and at bird baths. If your backyard has a mixture of trees and open ground, or if it’s near woods, you may find Northern Flickers simply by walking around the wooded edges."
Cornell Lab's www.allaboutbirds.org
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Taken through the front window, as the Flicker preened, scratched and stretched for over 10 minutes. The Flicker was very methodical in preening, it appeared as though every feather was worked on.
Northern Flicker (Colaptes auratus) feeding in the grass at the Inglewood Bird Sanctuary in the Bow River Valley in Calgary, Alberta, Canada.
13 May, 2017.
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A female Northern Flicker (Red-Shafted) flew in and landed on our Mr. Adams Pine tree, before flying to the Suet feeder.
She came by to join my two male flicker friends.
She is in almost in the exact same pose as I took of one of the males a little while back!
Ahoy there, matey! So ye be landlubbin' on these veritable shores of Mutiny Bay, eh? Heard ye askin' 'bout those feathered critters, the Red-shafted Northern Flickers - the ones with salmon-colored undersides, feeding their juvenile charges? Well, ye've come to the right place!
See, these 'ere waters, Mutiny Bay - and the trees in which these woodpeckers dwell - be named for a bit o' ruckus back in the day. Some say British lads jumped ship and settled these parts, others whisper 'bout a mutiny by the Indian crew of a trading vessel, keen on the cargo and some whiskey, aye!
Now, those Northern Flickers, they be as common as barnacles on a boulder 'round these PNW parts. Ye can spot 'em easy – greyish brown backs with dark checked lines and spots on their bellies like sea charts speckled with black hearts.
And these ain't yer regular, tree-bound woodpeckers, mind ye. These flickers, they like to get down and dirty, hoppin' 'round on the ground, searchin' for ants and beetles with their long, sticky tongues. They've a proper knack for it, they do! Ye'll hear 'em too, a loud rattle or a sharp "klee-yer," sounds like a warning cry to stay off their bounty!
So next time ye spot one o' these Red-shafted Northern Flickers on Whidbey Island, remember the old tales of Mutiny Bay. And give 'em a nod, for they be a part of this island's wild spirit, just like the salty sea dogs of old (like me self).
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