The firmiana malayana or mata lembu, remains here in testimony to man's care-less-ness - its tree had since been felled. Let not the birds leave too.

Saturday, 1 August 2026

Banded Woodpecker


It looked like a family of adult and sub-adult Banded Woodpeckers, a successful breeding from elsewhere - noisy, ceaselessly moving about, never far from one another but when one left, the rest did too.

And they started their play from almost at the tree base that I almost had to squat to get at them.

And it made a recent memory all the more poignant, of what could have been.





Taking their time to climb after the one that had gone way up.



It was challenging to pinpoint the adult from the junior.






Finally a better take of which is adult and which sub-adult.


Another young one that suddenly appeared to flee immediately at the call of another.







And  for curiosity sake, I couldn't help but walked over to check on the old Banded Woodpecker's cavity nest, just in time to see this young Black-thighed Falconet at the entrance.


And surprise, surprise, the parents were around too, an uncommon family presence around this time of the day, to which Juvy subsequently joined.




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