I’m missing the birds and their antics outside of my window into the woods….so I’m pulling some images out of the archives. I think I had up to nine bluejays feeding on this winter day. Such characters.
Category: blue jays
THE WIND
What shall we do about the wind
when it blows us over there and back again?
We could call ourselves a kite
but I really think I might
just go with it and call it being “Zen”.
BIRD ZONE…
I’M NOT SURE IF EVERYONE WANTED THE SAME BRANCH TO LAND ON, OR IF THIS IS JUST CONGESTION ON THE BLUE JAY HIGHWAY.
THEY REALLY DO NEED TO IMPROVE AND ENLARGE THE BIRD HIGHWAY BECAUSE THERE ARE MORE AND MORE CASES OF ROAD RAGE BEING REPORTED…
A GROWN UP? NOT A GROWN UP? HARD TO TELL.
HI! I’VE BEEN WORKING AWAY ON MY MURDER MYSTERY AND ACTUALLY MAKING SOME PROGRESS WITH THE “TWEAKING”! I’M STILL KEEPING AN EYE ON THE BIRDS AND YELLING AT THE SQUIRRELS.
THIS IS, I BELIEVE, A YOUNG BLUEJAY, NOT YET A FULL BLOWN ADULT. IT HAS BEEN COMING OCCASIONALLY WHEN I PUT A PEANUT OR TWO OUTSIDE AND IT’S ALWAYS WITH IT’S MOTHER AND SHE IS STILL PUTTING FOOD INTO HIS MOUTH….I’M THINKING ABOUT TELLING THE MOTHER IT’S TIME THIS “BABY” LEFT THE NEST. C’MON ALREADY!
A WINDOW INTO THE WOODS 