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Photo of the top of a dying pine tree with dozens of crooked, dry branches riddled with sere, brown needles. Against the blue sky, backlit by the morning sun, the branches and pine needles have taken on an almost stylized ruddy glow. Sitting all over the tree top in the various books and perches, variously preening, chatting, and resting, are at least twenty cedar waxwings. Framed a bit distantly, they look perhaps like miniature gold bananas, but if you zoom in, their signature tiny crests, black "bandit" masks, and yellow-tipped tails can be found as they snurfle in their tail feathers, stretch their bellies, and contort their heads and wings to preen.