I joke in my mind that Northern Flickers are such hussies with their rouge-colored cheeks. There’s one I have to spray with water every spring because he likes to use my chimney flashing to announce mating starting around mid-May. After a few startled squirts he resigns himself to the nearby street sign for the rest of the season.
I’m late to respond, Melanie, but this “hussy” comment cracked me up. They pound on our rain gutters, too. And the telephone poles and the fence and the . . .
hiding in plain sight
pretending invisible
red a betrayal
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Love this, Sandy! Thank you for playing along. 🙂
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I joke in my mind that Northern Flickers are such hussies with their rouge-colored cheeks. There’s one I have to spray with water every spring because he likes to use my chimney flashing to announce mating starting around mid-May. After a few startled squirts he resigns himself to the nearby street sign for the rest of the season.
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I’m late to respond, Melanie, but this “hussy” comment cracked me up. They pound on our rain gutters, too. And the telephone poles and the fence and the . . .
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