Baby Coots are so cute

Will have to post and more or less run this morning. Last night, I set two alarm clocks (one set very loud), for 5:45 a.m., but I slept right through an hour of very loud music and then woke up nearly five hours later! As a result, I have missed a trip to a great place - one that I don't like going to on my own. Knowing that there will be other people there today, I think I will still go, but not very far into the forest on my own. Hopefully, the others will scare any Bears and Cougars out of the forest and not in my direction! To say that I could kick myself is to put it mildly, ha!

I always have to smile when I see a baby Coot, especially when they are younger than this one and still have the few orange feathers around the head. This year, I just never got anywhere where I could see babies reasonably close. When I first spotted this little one, at first I thought I had found a young Sora. After a split second of disappointment, I tried to catch this little Coot out in the open before it disappeared yet again behind green Cattail stalks. Most of my attempts need deleting, but a couple came out OK. I think a young Coot is called a Cootie.