Curmudgeon Compound has an impressive TV antenna which came with the place. I never hooked it up because fuck television! I’m lazy.
The past few mornings a woodpecker has been earnestly hammering away at the tall metal support pole. I’ve heard of such things of course, but it still seemed out of whack. Wild animals are generally clever buggers. I assume the harsh realities of life see to it that the dumb ones are sorted out right quick. This one, clueless enough to mistake smooth shiny metal for coarse tree bark, must have failed Woodpecker 101. It had better get to a tree soon or it’s going to be a skinny woodpecker with a headache. I just sayin’.