The Woodpecker

There he was. My woodpecker. At the same time in the morning, the same tree. He had his head in a hole in the tree and was pecking. Then he noticed me. I guess he thought, oh no, the same old, short, fat lady again with her dog and the black thing(=the camera) in her hand 🙂

Dear woodpecker. Just wait and see. Tomorrow I am going to make a third attempt, now  for the perfect picture 😉  I’m going to bring my tripod with me.