Even now in the depths of January, the GSW is already making preparations for the coming season, marking out his territory and advertising for a new mate.
The way they do this is by 'drumming' on tree trunks, rapidly banging their bills to create a noise not unlike a wooden ruler being twanged off the end of a desk.
I've heard this from my back garden for the last couple of weeks, and as I stood and watched my garden feeders this morning I finally caught sight of the bird himself. This was a garden first, and very exciting - even more so for having a camera to hand (the pictures were taken through the window on a foggy morning, so not bad considering).
A patch of red on the back of the head (just visible in this photo) means this is definitely a male by the way.
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