That’s the sound a larger bird makes when it lands on the feeder suction-cupped to a window on our balcony. So I knew there was something attracted to the food on this snowy south Burnaby day other than chickadees and LBBs (little brown birds : – ).
I grabbed a mediocre photo with my cell phone, then went downstairs to get the DSLR with Big Bertha mounted on it.
Of course the flicker was gone by the time I got back, but. . .
I snoozed by the fire with Big Bertha in my lap, er, I mean I watched vigilantly, and success!