They’re really just chickens at heart. The Steller’s Jays that visit, that is.
They screech and screech like they’re tough SOBs, but as soon as the camera comes out – poof, they’re gone. This is my standard shot of them –
Or this –
Sometimes things go right, like this –
Or this –
Funny birds. I like the mohawk with the blue eyebrows. Very nuevo punk.
What a cool bird. We don’t have those in Iowa–sortof looks like a cross between a cardinal and a bluejay. Great shots!
He’s a cousin of the Blue Jay and the Cardinal, but those guys refuse to go West.
We get this noisemaker instead.
Poetry in motion. Elegant!! I forgive them for all the sandwich parts they have stolen. DJ
A bird’s gotta eat…..