I love to walk on autumn Park. And then one day, during my regular walk, I saw on the tree sat a beautiful bird. She had a red cap and white breast. I guessed that before me is a woodpecker. I decided to quietly come closer to examine the bird. Woodpecker quietly and intently sitting on the branch. He chose a spot almost right next to the tree trunk. I immediately guessed that black handsome man listening to hear the quiet and barely noticeable rustle of bugs under the tree bark. I froze in anticipation of the continuation of what will be a woodpecker to do next.I was bursting sense of interest in what is happening. The woodpecker made me wait long and started abruptly, and a hard hollow tree. During his career, he several times changed his position and place on the tree. Often he would jump in one direction around the tree and then the other. As if led pursuit of the inhabitants of the wood.
And in the upper layer of the bark of the tree began to appear a small but very clear hole. After punching the hole, the woodpecker began to try something from there to pull. At first he was bad at it, and sometimes did not work at all. But, the bird changed its position. He's got such a hold on sharp claws on the feet to the branch on which it sat. I felt like he put all his strength to fight the parasite that was hurting the tree. And now, he's beginning to happen.From a small hole in the tree, found the tip of his beak which he held fast the beginning of worm, which I noticed was not so small. The worm desperately trying to free themselves and return to their native element. But the woodpecker did not surrender and the fight began to become increasingly fierce. Woodpecker in this fight was perfect. Its slender silhouette charmed look. Powerful beak caused awe, and his eyes expressed a boundless mind and dedication. And now, almost the entire worm was pulled out of the bark of a tree. He squirmed and did not want to leave their shelter, but the woodpecker was not venerable.After all, he knew that one, at first glance, a harmless worm can ruin a whole, healthy tree. And then, finally, victory!!! Large, pink and very fat worm in the beak of a wonderful forest doctors-woodpeckers.
I am for the observing time managed very well to consider this worthy of applause, the bird. He sat gleefully on the branch and enjoyed his, though not easy, but very valuable victory. Then he fluttered, with his prey in his beak to the sky and quickly flew to his nest. Where most likely it was waiting for the little Chicks. I cheerful and very cheerful seen ran down the path home, to quickly tell you about all the relatives.
