Humour depends upon one’s perspective, so while this grouse may not think itself funny, I do.
Grouse have cryptic plumage, which allows them to blend with the undergrowth. The camouflage extends to moving at a funereal pace. By walking very slowly, feathers can appear to be little more than shifting patches of sunlight on the forest floor.
This morning’s Ruffed Grouse walked past with great stealth, apparently confident that doing so made it invisible — even against a field of snow.
funereal?
Doug, do you think that sepulchral would be a better word to describe how a Ruffed Grouse walks?
What grouse?
Doug, touché, I thought it was there, but I seem to have lost it.
“Humour depends upon one’s perspective…”
Loved it, many thanks for the picture and the giggle. Irene McI