WoodpeckerIt was a sad day. The power company said our precious, over 150-year-old sugar maple was dying, and they cut it down. In the three weeks since, my husband has been working to cut up the wood, for us to burn next winter. But, as with many things in life, there has been a good side to this. The power company was right that the tree was dangerous. Its core was rotten. So they saved us from a possible wind storm disaster.

Also, now that its trunk has been cut into chunks, the birds have come. We’ve had three kinds of woodpeckers–a yellow-bellied sapsucker, a hairy woodpecker, and a pileated woodpecker. The pileated bird, over a foot long and with a flaming red crest is the king of them all. This was only the third time I’ve ever seen one. And he was gorgeous! Neil even heard his cry, made while the bird flew overhead. It sounded loud and commanding, like he owned the sky.

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Aline Alexander Newman

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