A Present On My Birthday

Author: siggy

We were only two or three miles from my house returning from my birthday lunch.  A pileated woodpecker crossed the road right in front of our car fifteen feet up.  Its red crest was unmistakable.  My wife had never seen one before.  In the past nine years I have only seen a couple.  Both of us were thrilled.  You don’t see them too often.  You are more liable to hear their wild cackle than to see them.  I considered the sighting a present for my birthday.