I watched two woodpeckers visit their nest with beaks of food.

The rain eventually eased late this morning so I togged up for another walk up the Welcombe Hills. I've been visiting a particular spot in the woods where every year about this time morel fungi have been showing. None so far and not today. That's the lot of the fungi forager I'm afraid: hope followed by disappointment but always followed by renewed hope.
Never mind. 

On the way back home the sun broke through and passing through the reservoir area I heard the distinctive cheep-cheep of woodpecker chicks. I stopped, got my camera ready and set it to video. I knew from previous years there was a hole used for a nest high in an ash tree. After a few seconds the squeaking got louder and more frenetic signalling the likelihood of food and not one but but both parents in turn fed the chicks inside. Unfortunately Blogger won't upload the video so until I work out why not - here's a still. 

You can find this tree in the reservoir area. Position yourself on the track and with your back to Clopton House, listen for the chicks and you should be lucky. Take some binoculars for a good view.