Returning to the Phoenix area brings us back into the neighbourhood of many old friends.
Some come by the yard.
Some insist that I come over to their place, as only befits their dignity.
But when I get there, some refuse to make eye contact.
Some just seem, well, indifferent.
Some I’ve seen many times before.
And some are new, both to the camera and to the camera operator.
Adult males flash a brilliant red crown when excited;
otherwise it is concealed.
– All About Birds
I was pleased to get *any* shot of this kinglet: They’re all of three to four inches long, nose to toes, er, beak-tip to tail-tip, and they Do Not Stop. Well, hardly.