If you've ever spent any time with one of these, you'd probably agree that:
a) They're tiny.
b) They never hold still.

On this particular Spring morning at Lake Lefferts, this little guy threw me a bone, landed 10 feet from me on an unobstructed branch with nothing in the background, and sat there just long enough (2 or 3 seconds) for me to snap this. This doesn't happen often for me...