Much to my delight, the Red-headed Woodpecker that returned in the spring has continued to show up during the summer months. I have to confess, he is a pretty predictable fellow.
His usual order of events is to first swoop in and survey the surroundings.
Then, once he has determined that the coast is clear (or at least that no bigger beaks are lurking about) he hops over to the Bark Butter.
Rather than immediately munching, he then gives another glance around, and usually a bit of a threatening glare just to be on the safe side.
Finally, he scoops up a glob of suety goodness and flies off to enjoy it at a more secluded location.
Despite the wee bit of molting that you can see on his head feathers, this guy is still the most stunning bird in the backyard.