Blue Jay

The scene at the bird feeder is changing.  Warm weather birds are beginning to show as the days get longer and the vernal equinox approaches.  Canada geese have returned, as have starlings, grackles and yesterday I saw two pair of red-winged blackbirds — a sure sign of spring’s rapid approach.

Before the birds of summer take over, I want to acknowledge this year-round visitor: The Eastern Blue Jay.

Photo from: www.hse.k12.in.us

Blue Jay
Loud boisterous bully,
Scares away the tiny birds,
Eats much more than they.
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About Chuck

I am retired after a career in electronics and in publishing. Today, my wife of 50+ years, Sylvia, and I live in a house on a hill beside a dirt road in rural west Michigan. We enjoy living in this country environment where livestock and wild life out number the human population.

5 thoughts on “Blue Jay

  1. Blue jays are a favorite of mine. I've seen plenty of them now, but I just can't ever seem to get a good picture of one. I'm always happy to see a picture of one of them. And I dream of the day when I can finally get my own picture of a blue jay.

  2. I love blue jays. So noisy.
    We don't have them. Just their cousins the magpies. Which I also love. So pretty. And ravens of course. Beautiful and smart this family of birds.

  3. My scrub jays are not so beautifully colored, but it's fun to watch them trying to get seed out of the feeder. Sometimes I give them peanuts.

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