 the red carcaded woodpecker, an odd name considering his black-and-white striping. And while he had few red markings, he did peck his fair share of wood, which he reminded you of as he dropped in from time to time. But it was at his real home, amongst the long-leaf pine, where with others like him, he would tap out his rhythmic symphony, reminding us all of nature's harmony. But over time, those long-leaf pines began to disappear, and with them, the red carcaded woodpecker. The music had stopped. Some wondered if it would ever return, and some decided to do something about it. As hopes grew and seasons passed, the long-leaf pine stood tall once again, and the branches reached out, welcoming all back to nature's stage. But there was one performance yet to be heard, until finally an old friend came knocking. The red carcaded woodpecker had returned home, bringing both his family and a promising future for Georgia.