Well, I’ve been hopeless at keeping the blog going despite my good intentions. Maybe I can let myself put up a post whose real content is in the title/subject line? Yes. Bliss it was indeed Thursday morning to look out of the kitchen window whilst making coffee. S/he flew off to our false acacia tree where my daughter could see her/him too, and hopped up it in a wonderful, pure woodpecker way, then flew off, but we had insufficient angle to see the unmistakable undulating flight.
Yes, and it bears repetition: bliss it was … and it’s good too to just to post this.