Every fifteen minutes this female Hairy Woodpecker would swoop in, chattering the entire time until she actually flew to the feeder. She would feed herself for a very brief moment, grab one last beak full of suet, turn and fly away. As often as she returned and fed, flying off each and every time with a beakful I'm guessing she had little ones tucked away in a tree hole somewhere near by.Later that day, after realizing it was always a female, I noticed visiting the feeder in front was a male Hairy Woodpecker, again visiting and feeding ever so briefly. He didn't seem to think it was necessary to take any with him though. Go figure.
Great picture and story! The robins and purple finches are arguing over one of the holly trees - I'm wondering if they both have a nest in there and don't like sharing it.
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