This fine specimen of the North American Crested Baby (in her mid-atlantic winter coloration) is engaged in a battle to the death with a bag of raspberries.

Me: (going after a dropped berry) This one tried to escape after it saw the fate of its bagmates.
grauwulf: There's a reason I married you, and I guess that's it.
( 1 more picture, some 10 month miscellany )

Me: (going after a dropped berry) This one tried to escape after it saw the fate of its bagmates.
grauwulf: There's a reason I married you, and I guess that's it.
( 1 more picture, some 10 month miscellany )