Yet another woodpecker out the wazoo

This morning the cat was sitting at the window chittering and twitching, and lo! and behold! A baby flicker on the crepe myrtle, looking at the window. The window is dangerously reflective, and after I'd had a good look I put my palm against the glass, and the little (hah not so little) fellow flew away unscathed and unconcussed. I'd never seen a flicker anyplace but on the driveway, eating worms washed out by recent rain. This one has not yet learned I guess that he's a ground feeder. Fortunately there's a big patch of dropped suet bits under the feeder, so he'll be OK.