time with a toddler

The woodpecker wasn't a bit shy as she landed on the newly shorn poplar
and began her hunt for bugs. 
Following the ridges upward,
a light knocking sound corresponded with the bird's head bobbing
... eventually helping a 1 1/2 year old find what his grandma was pointing at. 

We whispered, and followed her, and she quietly keep looking for food;
not immediately flying away,
but pecking and knocking her way to the far side of the tree
- away from these two who insisted on following her. 
Eventually she tired of us and flew off. 

But we whispered for a while about the woodpecker
and screeched for a while about the blue jay
and cawed for a while about the crow

time with a toddler ... attending to life