High on my list of adored birds is the tiny kinglet. Think sparrow. Now shorten same about 2" and you have the little, flitting, energetic, sit-still-for-one-second, bug-catching kinglet. This weekend it was the golden-crowned kinglet. It was flirting with me,.... going high on a tree, coming back down into my face, (too close to focus), posing for a split second before flitting to the next bug. I wanted to see its golden crown, but mostly I wanted to just watch it. The craggy rock above the gill has tiny insects in the crevices. Dining Heaven for a kinglet. It worked that rock like the best alpine climber. I know the kinglet is only passing through the park. I'm glowing with happiness having been able to observe this sweetness.