This Carolina wren was hidden from sight as it foraged through the shaded understory of a half-uprooted water oak. I followed the wren’s song though, finally catching a glimpse of the eyebrow stripe and cinnamon tail.
When foraging or perched, the wren often has its tail up.
The wren went back to scooting around, scouring for insects and hanging upside down from its perch when necessary to grab bugs from the understory moss.
The Carolina wren is one of my favorite birds to listen to—and watch when I can catch a glimpse of this songful bird.