Do you ever wonder what’s in the hole? Not every hole has a pretty bird and some holes are quite dangerous to go looking inside. Holes for snakes, case in point. Those for chipmunks, not so much, but I bet those tiny teeth could make me squeal.
I wonder how birds decide how big or how many holes to drill? Make a mansion or small cottage?
I learned something from my photography/nature group outings. One of our guides tapped the trunk of a tree with a large stick having holes. Another in the group watched the hole for activity. You would never think this simple gesture works, yet it does.
Out pops the inhabitant. The bird thinks a competitor has moved in picking off the juicy ants found on the dead tree. It really is amazing how competition motivates across species. Spring into action young Flicker.
Always those waiting for a choice location. And there always is the leader of the pack to contend with.