Campephilus_principalis

When you do it alone; you miss things. We try to play every role these days, only the rare birds can. I fail at detail and I need a Mary; some fail at the big picture and need a Lou. When I am weary and close to a dream state, I can create. Even when I’m wide awake, the where to put a comma escapes me. See the woodpecker, you can call him Elvis, he’s a rare bird. They call him a grail. Even people who may not care for peckers may want this one. The link does go to an Ivory-billed woodpecker; I’m not a Weiner politician.

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