This Northern Flicker egg dropped at our feet while we goofing around on the Stillwater River this Memorial Day. It seemed a fitting natural elegiac moment for a day given to remembering the dead.
Northern Flicker egg on the banks of the Stillwater River, Nye, Montana.Click on image for larger version.
The yolk was so outrageously tangerine bright, so perfectly formed.
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