Regular at the suet

This winter we've had a pair of Northern flickers coming to feed every day.

He, this one, seems beer-bellied compared to his svelte female friend. At the suet, neither is put off much by the swarm of other birds around their head. But if I, behind the window, move too quickly, or if their eye catches the ray of red light from my camera focussing, they are suddenly a blur of yellow and black.

Beer-bellied or no, if a crow or a bluejay comes into the yard, the flickers put off like moralistic burghers faced with a party of drunks.