Bird watching
101: The Woodpecker
The
woodpecker fascinates me. I imagine butting my head repeatedly into a tree to
get food and feel terribly sorry for the bird. Some of these birds peck wood as many as 12,000 times a day!
I feel like screaming: “what are you
looking for there? Is there no food on the ground? Can’t you find a mate some
other way? Must you live in a tree”?
Surely, some kind of evolution should have taken place to replace the
need for this constant head bashing. Life should not be that hard. How does the
woodpecker do it?
