Here’s another photo from my birding exploits. In this instance, the joy was more in the hunt than in the actual photo. I saw this red-bellied woodpecker near the edge of the path and ended up following him through the woods for the better part of half an hour.
It was February, but not brutally cold, and so I remember working up a bit of a sweat tracking him through the forest. He led me through thickets, over brambles, and across dead logs. I finally got close enough to get a few shots, but I would have loved to have been even closer. Still, a beautiful bird and an enjoyable memory.