2013—Day 333—Guardian Of the Stash

Out on a late afternoon stroll with Mady Thanksgiving Day I heard the familiar sounds of an acorn woodpecker. I followed the sound and saw this guy clinging to a dead oak tree where lots of acorns are crammed into holes. I have read that one acorn woodpecker guards the stash while the rest fly around finding more acorns to cram into the holes they drill with their beaks. This guy seems to be a diligent guardian.

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