One of my favorite contemporary worship songs is called, “You’re a Good, Good Father” – the chorus of which usually leaves me a bit misty-eyed.
Well, that’s the title that came to mind as I watched this male Red-bellied Woodpecker who stopped in the other day.
As he loaded up his beak at the Bark Butter branch, I heard the tell-tale squeaky squawking of a nearby youngster. Sure enough, a few seconds later he was joined by junior. Dad fed the little guy a healthy heap of food…
…and then patiently repeated the process several more times.
There’s something delightful and somewhat comical about watching a baby bird be fed.
And this fellow was definitely a good, good father!