Blue Jays, Blackbirds, and Squirrels



Featured image: Blue Jay II

I filled the feeders yesterday, and today I am watching these two blue jays dancing about and flapping their wings at each other over the seeds. They are such a beautiful color of azure blue. But they are hard to enjoy with their loud screams. The screams frighten the little songbirds away from the feeders. The little songbirds only come in when the blue jays leave. I really don’t blame them.

Now the blackbirds are a different story. Sometimes they screech, but for the most part they just gather around the gravel below the feeders and look for fallen seeds. They compete with the squirrels. They are kind of shy when it comes to the squirrels – I find that strange. But they wait for the squirrels to finish, then come in. I am quite fond of the blackbirds with their shiny blue-black luminous feathers. Such a beautiful color. I usually get about five or six of them at the feeder.

The blue jays and the blackbirds stay around all winter, and I am glad to have them here and have grown used to them. Well, the squirrels stay around too, as long as I keep putting seed out.

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