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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 !!
This flicker has the facial markings that indicate it is a red-shafted version, but the wing feathers show yellow shafts, which would make it a yellow-shafted version. So, this individual is what is called an intergrade, a mix of the two.
In our backyard, a female Northern Flicker (Colaptes auratus) perches in the Maple tree, waiting her turn at the suet feeder
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Pastel Skies over the still frozen lake.
I sometimes wonder why I have a TV in this room, when this is the view through the windows. And NO monthly Bills !! ô¿⌐
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.
Now almost as big as their parents, and fully covered with complete feathering, this nest of baby flickers is very crowded, piled on top of each other.
Often now, one or two will poke their heads out for most of the day, and be first fed when parents arrive.
However they hunkered down as far as they could when I 'intruded' with my iphone.
A shot of a Northern Flicker taken last weekend In River Forks park here in downtown London. I was fortunate to get fairly close to this one so there was very little cropping in this shot.
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
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.
A migrating male yellow-shafted or maybe mixed red and yellow shafted northern flicker gives me a bit of an awkward pose. Other than starlings, grackles, and egrets, I haven't seen a lot of migrating birds this fall, perhaps because we've had such a warm October, especially at night.
This one appears to be an intergrade flicker with both black malar (moustache cheek) and the orange-red patch on the back of the head!
Although I am not a birder, I do love to see and watch birds. We tried to make this area one that birds—and Flickers—would continue to like. That's a snag I dragged home and my husband made it stand upright for birds.
The bokeh background comes naturally from the recent fog and dew on trees we had planted seven years ago.
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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This was a really windy day. I started out at Mallard Point without much luck! The river was almost devoid of waterfowl. I then headed to Bankside which was a little more fruitful.
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Northern Flicker males engaged in a courting battle over a female flicker a few branches over. This is something Ive seen several times, but I have never been in good spots for photos. Today these guys decided to hash it out on the big maple tree outside my bedroom window, basically at eye level. These two males would stare at each other, then start to bob up and down, side to side while cackling at each other. They would do this for a few seconds at a time then take a rest. Its obviously much harder work on them then it appears ( im sure it being near zero for temperatures didnt help either ) because after several minutes of dancing and flying around to different branches as the female moved, they both started to get less into it and moved much less.
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