Treecreepers frequently elude me so it has been wonderful this month to have had the privilege of seeing several, and those at a variety of locations, though always in the wooded areas they call home.

I’m lucky that my hearing is still reasonably good so I can hear their tinkling call. Sometimes that is what alerts me to their presence; other times it’s a fleeting movement in my peripheral vision as they flit from the top of one tree trunk to the bottom of another, or from a high branch to a lower one.

Even then they can be difficult to spot; though their bellies are bright white, the variegated browns on their backs make for good camouflage, and they seem always to spiral as they climb, frequently disappearing from view. Given these challenges, I feel very lucky to have captured several reasonable photos of these beautiful little birds.