Silent Creepers

So I’ve seen about 479 of these little wood chickens this season. Mostly I return their thunderous, spontaneous greetings with a hearty “Ah! Jesus!” and a frantic chest clap, but I do appreciate them keeping me on my toes. For some reason, autumn must have a slightly soothing effect on spruce grouse, because they seem to be more sluggish and less aggressive lately. Maybe its because the kids are all grown up. Or they’d rather be making decorative gourd centerpieces than dispensing random heart attacks. I don’t know. What I do know is that they let you get real close. Other crew mates of mine have seen this fact through to the point of bludgeoning, roasting, and ingesting, but I prefer taking pictures…

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