Blackbird

Turdus merula

I met this young blackbird on my lawn. He didn't seem in a hurry to leave, which gave me a chance to blip him. At first I thought he had something wrong with his beak, but he was holding dried leaves. Then I wondered about his wing and tail, but he flew away. Perhaps he was as curious as I was. His rich brown-turning black plumage was beautiful in the sunshine.