I have a woodpecker with a drinking problem. Seriously. He hits the hummingbird feeder many times each day. I don't know how he gets a taste of the nectar, but he does: He lowers his beak to the tiny openings, then lifts his head up and smacks his lips. Maybe his tongue fits in there, I don't know.
Hyperblogal David has been having his usual fun. I especially like this photo, though, because Jack and the Beanstalk was one of my favorite stories in the Hans Christian Anderson fairy tale book my sister gave me for Christmas when I was about seven years old. I sure wish I still had that book. There's just something about the phrase "they lived happily ever after" that sticks with a person.
Other favorite fairy tales were: the one about the princess at the top of a glass mountain; Rapunzel; Rumplestiltskin; and the guy who killed seven with one blow (seven flies, that is).