It was late in the evening when Tim heard a rustling in the fireplace. It was a Flicker that had fallen down the chimney. The trick is to reach into the fireplace and grab the bird before he flies out into the house. It took me a couple go’s, but I managed to nab him.
Tim snapped these photos of the ash covered Flicker before we took him outside to freedom. He was dirty, but otherwise okay and flew off into the dwindling dusk. I was wondering if this was the same one that came down the chimney last year.






