About a CM long, but antennae at least 3-4 CM
The Black Vulture taking up it's usual spot in the stands to watch my daily hike.
A Tufted Titmouse was busy hunting for all sorts of insect larvae, egg cases and beetles hidden in the bark and crevices of a cedar. I was amazed at the number of finds it made while I watched for only a minute.
Follow me, Spike! I'll show you a shortcut through the forest. I'm positive the Carolina Wrens know every nook and cranny along my trails.
This Tufted Titmouse seemed to be having a hard time deciding which Osage Orange fruit lying on the ground would be the best for breakfast.
A female Goldfinch sharing a rainy day with me.
This Hermit Thrush is becoming a regular observer of my trek along the base of the ridge.
The hyper-drive of the Golden-crowned Kinglets makes getting a photo of these little birds pretty tough. Sitting still is not in their DNA.
The pasture providing the perfect place for a Song Sparrow to find lunch.
Another day of hiking, another day with the Hermit Thrush spectator stopping to watch me.
The warm winter sun lighting up a Mockingbird over the trail.
The Mockingbirds have been paying me plenty of visits on my hikes over the ridge lately.
A Hermit Thrush only a few feet from my path thinking it's camouflage would prevent me from spotting it. It was wrong, of course.
The Great Blue Heron keeping vigil on our pond on a bitter cold day with constant snow flurries.
An Eastern Bluebird spending a cloudy and frigid day hunting for its next meal.