Wind-up toy.

I tend to think ‘wind-up toy’ when I watch a woodpecker move. Tick-a, tick-a, tick-a.

A Downy Woodpecker. It’s interesting that this individual does not share – it jabs at any other bird on the feeder and continues jabbing until the other bird leaves.

Gloriously delicate.

The sky was airbrushed with gloriously delicate hues this morning. I was compelled to stop, admire and give thanks, and share with you.

If you look just above and to the right of the centre, there is the fingernail, waning, almost gone, crescent moon.

morning
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