Nothing reminds me that I've arrived in Prescott more than the piercing squawks of acorn woodpeckers. A month ago I noticed another of their vocalizations - scratchy wheezes - ensuing from high in a ponderosa pine tree in my front yard. But there were no birds in sight, only holes drilled in the trunk, the emanating sounds a sure sign that a nest was inside. Shortly after I started paying attention, the woodpeckers frantically chased away a squirrel that was investigating that section of the tree. One day I even caught a shot of a small woodpecker face hidden in the shadows behind the opening. Finally, ten days ago, I spotted the juvenile - judging from the wide span of its red cap, it was a male - poking its head curiously outside the hole. It was official: I had a new neighbor. Acorns aren't the only woodpeckers in my Prescott neighborhood. Ladder-backed are common, as are hairy. In addition, northern flickers are resid...
I'm an Arizonan that enjoys the outdoors through traveling, hiking, mountain biking, snorkeling, photography and just looking out my window.