Brett Peters's Photos

Two of the iconic buildings of Colonial Williamsburg, covered in a blanket of snow. IN APRIL. (I'd like to lodge a protest.)

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Snow blankets tree blossoms in Colonial Williamsburg.

Purple plum blossoms:
How strange it is to see you
covered in white snow!

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Snow from an April storm covers tulips in a garden in Colonial Williamsburg.

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One of Colonial Williamsburg's horses grazes on grass peeking through the snow in the pasture off Duke of Gloucester Street. Normally this pasture is fallow in winter, but the horses started reappearing here the last few weeks. This April snowstorm has everyone a little confused.

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Half of a plastic Easter Egg, deposited in the branches of a tree during our neighboorhood Easter Egg hunt.

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Photos from the neighborhood Easter Egg hunt.

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A Chipping Sparrow (Spizella passerina) visits the lawn outside my window at lunch today. He entertained us while he ate his own lunch.

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A Chipping Sparrow (Spizella passerina) visits the lawn outside my window at lunch today. He entertained us while he ate his own lunch.

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The only brown woodpecker in Virginia, the Northern Yellow-shafted Flicker (Colaptes auratus) is an odd duck among woodpeckers: it migrates and commonly feeds on the ground. A pair have moved into the area in the last few days. When I first saw them rooting around in the leaves, I thought it was a Brown Thrasher... then a Mourning Dove... then a woodpecker that had lost its mind. (The red chevron on the nape of the neck was what clued me to its true nature.) This is the male of the pair, whith his big black moustache. No, really! Just take a look.

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The only brown woodpecker in Virginia, the Northern Yellow-shafted Flicker (Colaptes auratus) is an odd duck among woodpeckers: it migrates and commonly feeds on the ground. A pair have moved into the area in the last few days. When I first saw them rooting around in the leaves, I thought it was a Brown Thrasher... then a Mourning Dove... then a woodpecker that had lost its mind. (The red chevron on the nape of the neck was what clued me to its true nature.) This is the female of the pair, lacking the black moustache of the male. It was actively feeding in the leaves around this tree for almost 15 minutes this morning.

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