What a beautiful day! How the birds sung this morning their early chorus, but two bird sounds really stopped me in my tracks. The Curlew calling, flying low in search of nest sites, so plaintive and haunting and then the Woodpecker, drumming the fresh spring morning in. It is such a rolling, repeated reverberation, a sound so clear and woody that it mesmerises and excites all at once. I used to think it came from the hollowing out of nest holes in the trunks of trees, but apparently it is to signal to other woodpeckers that this territory is taken, and to entice the female woodpecker close. I wanted to be close, and hear more, and feel it rippling through me.
Woodpecker - Collagraph Print