This little guy caught my eye as I was scooting across campus on my bike. You see a lot of chickadees around these parts - roosting in bare trees, darting past quickly, and, yes, gathering in hedges. This is the first one I've found dead. I feel like I should have something profound to say about mortality or fragility but I don't. So I'll let the picture stand on it's own - one dead chickadee on a winter day.