I spotted a Hooded Merganser down on the pond, so I got my camera and crept from the house down to the pond again. But the male and female pair were wise to me, and flew away before I could pull the camera to my face.
So I went over to the creek and sat down till the kinglets got used to me and came close, spazzmatically whizzing in many directions, feeding on overhanging branches.
There were a dozen of these birds at least, buzzing around me with their rapid-fire whistles. I snapped lots of photos, trying to get some in focus, and it wasn’t till I got home that I realized I had found two kinds of birds.
I didn’t get photos of the ducks, but these teeny tiny hyperactive little squeekers were a nice prize instead.