Usually you'll see hear this clan of woodpeckers high in the oaks and sycamores near the creek. The other day, though, five of them (they were't thrilled with the camera and three flew away) were obsessed with the mortar in this stone wall. They're beautiful, with their bright red heads and white, white bellies. (Also, fun fact: write a headline pun with wood or pecker and suddenly we're all 12-year-old boys.)