Recently, I wrote a post about hiding in plain sight, but today I saw a much better example of this type of camouflage when a little Brown Creeper visited the Buckeye tree outside my sun porch window.
This tiny little bird weighs only half as much as a Chickadee. It’s hard to imagine how they survive the bitter cold winters of the northern Great Plains. I assume they do find some little critters in the cracks and crevices of the trees they explore. Eating just one tiny spider will sustain them for another few hours of foraging.
One naturalist wrote about them: “The Brown Creeper, as he hitches along the bole of a tree, looks like a fragment of detached bark that is defying the law of gravitation by moving upward over the trunk, and as he flies off to another tree he resembles a little dry leaf blown about by the wind.” Which is exactly what I saw today.