Last Saturday Kelley Jordan, photographer, was in my studio taking shots of my work for ETSY and for show applications. (More about Kelley later.) I really enjoy cool autumn air and had the door open. Kelley came in from shooting outside and announced that I had a bird in the studio.
It took awhile for me to understand. I have loads of birds in the studio: carvings, cut-outs, reference photos and field guides litter the room.
She tried again, “There’s a bird in here!”
Perhaps she heard Woody Guthrie on my iPod.
Once more she announced that a bird was in the house.
Sure enough, a small brown bird was flitting around the room. I’ve handled many birds wild, domestic, alive and mounted and knew just what to do. You wait until its exhausted and the gentle pick it up and take it outside. That’s just what I did (but not before it walked on the ceiling!).
When we got outside (Me, the bird, Kelley and her camera) I gentle relaxed my hand. It didn’t seem to want to leave. I put a finger to its breast and it stood on my finger and sang! (Kelley shot pictures…I WILL have proof!) I stood for several minutes looking at the bird.
It looked like a wren, but lacked the barred wing patterns and upright tail. It had a long curved beak and its tail was fanned like a woodpecker’s. I gentle tried to coax the tail into the upright wren posture, but it wouldn’t go. It continued to stand calmly watching me watch it.
After a few minutes I walked to the wooded backyard and tried to place it on a sheltered branch. The bird took the cue and flew into the foliage.
I immediately checked my field guide and discovered a bird between nuthatches (bird that can walk on ceilings) and wrens. It was the brown creeper. The creeper is a nuthatch relation that lived near the trunks of trees and is heavily camouflaged. They are not rare, but very, very difficult to spot.
Every bird has a story. It looks like I have another.