It’s easy to overlook American coots since they seem to inhabit every bit of water around the countryside. Their plentiful numbers indicate they have no trouble raising their young.
It took a few springs but I eventually noticed something unusual about coot kiddies. They all look adopted. Those little coots are the most amusing and odd creatures with that spattering of a most unexpected orange. And they have a face only a mother (and perhaps yours truly) could love.
I don’t know if mama coots are colour blind or don’t care about the wild colour scheme but you’d think it would raise a few eyebrows. Whose kids are these anyway? But coots do what their neighbours do – pretend the whole thing is normal and look after the little weird ones.
Against all odds, the kids eventually look like real black coots. And then the next year it all happens again.
I’m thinking there must be a moral buried somewhere in that story but I can’t seem to put my finger on it!