It was warm by recent local standards (the weather service web site said 48F (9C) but it didn't feel much over 40; still, 40/5 under a bright blue sky is good for New York in January), so ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
cattitude and I wandered out into the park, in a low-key sort of way. A short way into the woods, we saw a man with a bird eating out of his hand.
First assumption was chickadee, because they can be lured to do that. But it didn't quite have the chickadee shape.
Our neighbor has befriended a woodpecker. He was taking pictures while it ate from his hand, and was happy to tell us that he has known the bird since 2007, and that he comes to feed her every day from November until May, and then she migrates to Canada for the summer.
The bird comes when he whistles, and eats from his hand, and I am quite prepared to believe that it's the same bird: this is not standard woodpecker behavior. He asked if I had a gmail account, so he could send pictures, and this evening, there they were, 19 still photos, some of them very good, and just under a minute of video. (21 MB, which presumably is why he specifically asked about gmail.)
He seemed nice, a bit older than us I think, not a native English speaker, but he had the English for what he wanted to say here; his name is Young, and I have no idea if we'll run into him again.
After that, we walked a bit more, then came home, and I tried to nap a little. Didn't actually sleep, but it's been a good, restful weekend.
cattitude and I wandered out into the park, in a low-key sort of way. A short way into the woods, we saw a man with a bird eating out of his hand. First assumption was chickadee, because they can be lured to do that. But it didn't quite have the chickadee shape.
Our neighbor has befriended a woodpecker. He was taking pictures while it ate from his hand, and was happy to tell us that he has known the bird since 2007, and that he comes to feed her every day from November until May, and then she migrates to Canada for the summer.
The bird comes when he whistles, and eats from his hand, and I am quite prepared to believe that it's the same bird: this is not standard woodpecker behavior. He asked if I had a gmail account, so he could send pictures, and this evening, there they were, 19 still photos, some of them very good, and just under a minute of video. (21 MB, which presumably is why he specifically asked about gmail.)
He seemed nice, a bit older than us I think, not a native English speaker, but he had the English for what he wanted to say here; his name is Young, and I have no idea if we'll run into him again.
After that, we walked a bit more, then came home, and I tried to nap a little. Didn't actually sleep, but it's been a good, restful weekend.