I was precariously standing on the ruble pile looking over the fence to get this shot. People voices emanating from the yard behind the flicker sent it scurrying across the alley. I wandered out to see where he disappeared to and hearing a flutter I spotted it in an open garage where it hid for a short while.
Yes, I feel a bit like a peeping Thomasina peering into other folks garages.
But the shot was a Sweet Deal I could not pass up on.
A secret garden.
Looking up I see a male Merlin scanning for a meal. The baby Flicker is now hiding right under the Lilac brush which is about thirty feet away from this evergreen tree, so I say a small prayer that the Flicker will stay hid till the Merlin leaves. I know the Merlin is most likely looking for a meal for its own young but I didn't want it to be my sweet little baby flicker.