For some extremely odd, weird and on-my-nerves reason, the past couple of days have been extra hectic and annoying. A little bit of this and a little bit of that just pecking at my.very.last.nerve.
Then I heard a sound.
I was at the old house do a little this and a little of that when a sorta tapping sound caught my attention. I glanced around – with obvious suspicion at first – and spied a woodpecker persistently pecking high in a tree. The sound went from being creepy to delightful as I am always amazed by the beauty of nature.
What captured me the most was the little bird’s persistence. From my vantage point it didn’t seem like he was making any progress, but I know that if he keeps at it he’ll be rewarded with some tasty bug goodies.
Do the birds of the air worry about where there food comes from?
Yup, the Bible verse that includes something like that above sentence came to mind. Guess I need to take the hint and keep peck, peck, peckin’ along.
Image: I wish I’d had my camera with me at the time. The little woody I saw was mostly black with white down the back.