You rarely see Brown Creeper because they creep .... dah.
Tiny in body and sharp in beak, these little pricks flash by in your peripheral vision
and by the time you redirect your gaze toward the apparition it seems to be gone.
It is in fact already clinging onto grizzly bark probing with alacrity like an alien in a
UFO, while spirally upward (like a UFO?) and within seconds attains an altitude up the tree
where the photographic air is too thin for a shot. If you devise a plan and study their
progress through the woods, from tree to tree, in hopes of heading it off with camera
poised well in advance, the creeper decides to change it trajectory with a creepy little
chuckle because evolution has endowed it with a sense of humour and the uncanny
ability to thwart paparazzi.
Here's one from yesterday. Well-browned and creepy. The brown bokeh just makes it
saturated in earth tones. I wasn't quite as close as I would have liked but the creeper
was fully in charge and I didn't have much to say about it.
BROWN CREEPER @ Amos Pond area (May 2, 2019)
