One of Darrel Whipple's resident Red-breasted Sapsuckers has found his instrument! Every day he hammers out his signature rhythmic cadence on the top end of a 16-foot aluminum ladder. The irony is Darrel put the ladder up at the corner of the house to keep the Sapsucker from making more holes in the wood siding. The tactic saved the house, but now Darrel is awakened every morning by the resonating ladder.
