red winged blackbird
Momma red winged blackbird & her mate begin swooping from power lines as soon as I exit my SUV. They're protesting loudly to my approach. Now standing at pond's edge where cattails hover over my five foot frame I can see what momma was trying to tell me. Sitting quietly among the cattails is a baby red winged blackbird who hasn't lost all it's downy feathers. He or she stares inquisitively at my stalking never leaving its perch. I imagine one day it'll be brave as its momma whose still swooping and protesting my presence.