Flying among the tall grass along the levee were the red-winged blackbirds. Stopping to perch atop tall stems, the male, with his bright shoulder patches, would occasionally puff up his wings and belt out a loud song.
The female, the less showy of the two with her streaked brown feathers, was quieter and more likely to be overlooked.
“Blackbirds are the cellos of the deep farms.” ~Anne Stevenson
walking on a country road 
Sassy looking around blackbird.
Sassy indeed! He has to guard his territory from high upon that perch. 🙂
These are beautiful photos Rebecca. They are striking to look at and very vocal at the Park where I walk. It is a joy to hear them singing come Spring. I see very few females at this Park and like you said, they really blend in.
the males always seem to be either loud in voice or colour…….and birds too
Very true! 🙂 I guess in the bird family, the red-winged blackbird is a perfect example of a bird that is both.
Great page you maintain here, Rebecca! Really enjoy it! 👍🏻Tony
Thank you for taking time to look and for your encouragement! 🙂
It’s what I do, Rebecca, take walks with my camera, being mindful of everything around me, awesome feeling! You take great shots!! Thanks for sharing them. 👍🏻👍🏻
Glad through the blog to have found other people out there who enjoy what I enjoy. Your photos are of some of the states that my husband and I would like to visit some day. Thank you for sharing also!
You are welcome. Any questions you may have of where I’ve been, ask away, I’ll do my best to help you out! 👍🏻👍🏻