Golden crowned Kinglet

Was walking along the Bow River when I heard the calling of a Golden crowned Kinglet. After a quick search I located  it going from a branch to branch among the group of five spruce trees. I stood  on the sunlit side, hoping the kinglet would make my way for a better focused picture. It would come near me but then quickly fly away before I was able to take the picture, but not leaving the area. This small bird, weighing just little more than a quarter, kept me entertained for a while. Never going to far, but also never giving enough time to get a clear picture. As time passed, more and more light covered the trees, starting to improve my chances. Patient was rewarded as everything started to come together and I started to get the pictures I waited for, soon after the kinglet moved on.

Until next moment,