Such a simple and obvious name! Why couldn’t I have a more exotic name … maybe like “red slasher” or “the marsh king”?

Oh well. I show them how smart I am whenever a trout fisherman comes to my lake.  I hide in the cat tails and tell them what gear to use. For example, I think it would be a great idea to use a purple leader at the end of the flyline to blend in better with the water. So I call to them, “PurpleLEEEEEEADer. PurpleLEEEEEEADer.”

Nobody seems to listen though, so I just carry on with my own business of picking at the grass seeds. Mostly, I like plants, especially their seeds, but I do like a bit of meat with my granola. I’m not a picky eater. I like dragonflies, damselflies, butterflies, moths, spiders, snails, worms, frogs, eggs, and mollusks. Told you I wasn’t fussy.

So if you ever think I would be tasty in that proverbial pie, with three and twenty of my other blackbird friends, just remember what I’ve been eating and I’m sure you’ll have another think about it.

BTW, it was Sonia who took my picture at the Reifel Migratory Bird Sanctuary.

 

This print is on Anneli’s wall because she loves me so much. Too bad she doesn’t know how to take a photos without all those reflections. But it’s the thought that counts.