All birds have personality, but if I had to choose one that defined the term "charm," I think I'd have to nominate the Brown Creeper for that designation. I'm pretty sure that, every winter, there are always a handful of creepers on the ridge, but the tiny songbirds, which the National Audubon Society field guide characterized as "looking like a piece of bark come to life," are an uncommon sight. This is probably due to the natural camouflage, as well as to the bird's feeding habits of sticking close to the tree trunks and quietly using its sickle-shaped thin beak to glean any insects and spiders slumbering in what they figured was the safety afforded by bark crevices. Under normal circumstances, this is a good assumption... but not when a Brown Creeper is in the neighborhood and on the eternal hunt for invertebrate sustenance.