Woodpeckers

Woodpeckers.  I have never seen a woodpecker. It is one of my greatest dreams to see a woodpecker. My son knows this and very kindly lets me know every time he sees one.  A cousin of  my husband let it be known that he has seen several.  Today of all days – rainy, bleary, cold, my husband saw a green woodpecker.  In our garden in Cookham.  I identified it from his description. I looked it up on Google images. And there it was. Just as he described it. Beautiful red head. I am now green with envy.

This is my first ever blog and already I am showing you one of the worst elements of my character.  You. who are you?  i am writing into the unknown because it seems to be the thing to do. I teach children about writing for an audience.  Yet I do not know who mine is.  Is there one? Just one?

Write and let me know.  Give me a word – any word – and I will write something related to it. Try me.

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3 comments on “Woodpeckers

  1. I’ve always wondered about the hidden humour teachers use out of the hearing of the students.
    And here I find a lady tormented by a woodpecker, and a family mocking your desire to see one. Your audience will lurk, most will read and never tell you that have done. I only know because I get questions why I have not posted an entry in a long period of time.

    Good luck!

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