Tenacious Woodpecker

It’s been a rough week. I’ve been under a lot of stress and as a result I’ve really, well, just haven’t been myself lately. Things got to the point of impacting my health, and that was my queue to breathe.

While I was recuperating from that mess and gathering my scattered thoughts, we had a few storms blow through down here. It’s amazing what a good thunderstorm will do for the soul. I could always just sit at my window, close my eyes, and listen to the storm blow through. I find it very calming.

Evidently, one of these storms came through while we were sleeping last week. My husband woke up to a huge limb on the ground in our back yard.

I didn’t know at the time, but he’d asked our teenboy to take the saw to it and haul it to the curb for Friday’s pick-up.

Friday morning rolls around and I look in the back yard. The limb is still there. The limb is news to me (as I mentioned earlier, I’ve been a bit out of it and not quite myself). So I ask about this limb in the back yard. Before my husband can answer, the boy says, “Oh, yeah. I forgot about that. A woodpecker knocked that down earlier this week. I was supposed to clear that away.” I looked at my teenboy, then looked at the damage outside. A woodpecker? Was he being serious? This is how the conversation went from there:

Me: “A woodpecker?”

Teenboy: “Yes.”

Me: “Damn…. That must be some tenacious woodpecker.”

Teenboy: “Um… well, maybe it was the storm… You’re going to blog about this, aren’t you?”

Me: “Yep. With pictures.”

I give you the Tenacious Woodpecker, in his natural habitat:

   Woodpecker…  :: snorfle ::

2 thoughts on “Tenacious Woodpecker

    1. And, of course, my teenboy went there, too! He immediately started showing me YouTube videos. What ever happened to our music? You know, groups like Adam and the Ants? 😉

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