Cedar Waxwing at millpond

Despite the chill, there were plenty of birds whose paths crossed mine this morning. Most were not happy I was around. A group of placid mallards that had held court by the millpond shore paddled to the other side of the water, and a flock of robins let me know that I'd come close enough, thank you, and one of us was going to have to leave the immediate vicinity. But at least one member of another avian congregation was not bothered by my presence. Well, not bothered much. This guardian Cedar Waxwing, an exquisite species that hangs around the area all year, was looking a little miffed that I was in the neighborhood. Although our stare-down ended in an apparent draw, the waxwing showed no inclination to back away. I wouldn't call the bird's behavior posing, but it was certainly holding a fine pose. Good for it. Good for me.