A morning of miniatures…

Despite a few nice little breaks, the gray skies are hanging around like a Gloomy Gus this month. Even the buffleheads, the smallest diving ducks in North America, and whom I usually find hard at work, were sleeping in this morning.

This gray squirrel isn’t even the smallest squirrel in the park, let alone North America, and it’s just wondering why I’m including it in this list. The answer, little buddy, is that the diminutive chipmunk, who has been hard to find since the fall, and who momentarily perched on the log right between us, took off the instant I reached for my camera.

Finally, here’s a winter wren, one of North America’s smallest birds, foraging amongst the ice covered rocks and roots at the water’s edge.

Oh, sure. There were a bunch of geese, some mallards, a few gulls, and even a couple of crows on the upper river, but none of them wanted their picture taken today.

I didn’t see the goldeneye from yesterday, so maybe it is off in search of other goldeneyes. Here’s hoping he finds some and brings them all back here, eh?

Published by Andrew Dressel

Theoretical and Applied Bicycle Mechanic, and now, apparently, Amateur Naturalist. In any case, my day job is teaching mechanics at UWM.

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