Hope is that thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops... at all. ~Emily Dickinson
When we first moved into this house over 25 years ago, we had Flickers. They would come to our driveway and dig in the ant hills for a tasty meal. Flickers are woodpeckers, and they are the only ones that eat on the ground, not under the bark of trees. They can also live for up to 8 years! After a year or two, they left our driveway. It has been over 15 years since I have seen any here, then I spotted this one in our driveway again! I had totally lost hope. You can see the red V on the back of the neck and the black mustache on the chest. This one was digging in the dirt for insects, and he finally found something; his whole beak is under the ground! Welcome back, my friend!
“…get help from the God of Jacob, put your hope in God and know real blessing! God made sky and soil, sea and all the fish in it. He always does what he says…”