WOOD ROADS 



ist has everything opened up and is danc- 

 ing on the pedal notes to keep up. 



Either side of this trail the wood 

 should be a paradise for woodpeckers, for 

 the trees are here allowed to grow old 

 without interference. In birch and maple 

 stubs the flickers have dug hole after 

 hole, sometimes all up and down a single 

 trunk. The downy woodpeckers have 

 been active also and the chickadees have 

 reared many a nestful of fluffy chicks in 

 the same neighborhood. Yet, with all the 

 opportunity that the flickers have had to 

 bore in soft decaying wood for food or 

 for shelter, I see that they have also dug 

 a round hole through the inch boards 

 in the peak of the old cranberry house. 

 This, too, was probably for shelter, for 

 many flickers winter with us, and there 

 would be room in the old cranberry house- 

 loft for a whole community, but I won- 

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