lovely work

We have had jay birds around at times. They are a delight to see;....M

Here, in Italy, I've never seen a Jay, but I remember them back home in Connecticut. Beautiful write, Ed.

Wonderful offering Eddie!!

Love Tinky

Between you and the Birds Whisperer, our little Blue Jays are good protected, as well as the rest of our suffering fauna.

Georg

excellent write Ed
Love poems about my beautiful feathered friends
Peace be with you

William

wonderful write-wonderful birds-don't see them here in the west-i remember them in new-england

I don't think I have ever actually seen this little guy, for with his beautiful colors I am sure I would recall...I have seen quite a few, even in winter, cardinals with that striking red coloriing, but I never saw a jay, though from now on I will keep looking more closely, they are such a beauty to see in person...Ed

Beautiful birds and they sure enjoy my feeders as do many other birds, thanks for sharing Ed...

Carole~

Here on the west coast, it is the Steller's Jay's domain. It behaves much as you describe though. Thank you, Ed. Love and peace to you,

Regis

They are indeed beautiful as my neighbour and I make sure they are well fed. Thank you for sharing Ed.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

Ed~!

Great birds!! Extra-finely penned tribute to one of our fine-feathered friends!!


Best Always,

Lance

Boisterous the Jay surely is, but oh! so beautiful. I'd share some of mine with you, but I would miss them too much :o) There are about 20 who come feed with the many other birds in my back yard daily. And the Jays love to pester the squirrels at their feeding box to steal a pecan or two. Is it a wonder we, who love and enjoy nature, find it a delight to get up and out in the mornings?
You capture their delighful antics so gracefully in your lovely poem, deaf friend!
Blessings and Love - Micke

Yes, that Jay is beautiful and boisterous! He's a noisy dude. lol! I have a few in my backyard area and he's always the first and boldest to snatch up the peanuts and seeds that I put out for all the birds. Nice poem, Ed. Thanks.

I enjoyed your poem. I have bluebirds in the trees behind my house and I truly enjoy watching them race across the sky. Nice write, Ed.

I crumble my left over bread and put it in the bushes...the Jays are always the first to find it..and when Camryn comes over we look out for a bit to look for the birds..and when she sees one she gets so excited :)

Ha! We have "Jay" under control this morning, for sure. I love your poem. When I was in South Tahoe, I was a volunteer for Tahoe Wildlife Care, and my job was to house and raise jays which had fallen out of their nests. They lived and were fed in my kitchen and they were a riot. Nope, no holding or bonding. We did not want them to trust humans. But they were such jokers and they would steal anything which was tiny and bright. Lots of good food placed here and there for them, but they were left on their own to perch and nest anywhere, and they did constantly make a mess out of my kitchen, but I loved every minute of their silly antics. When they were big enough, it was so good to see each one fly out free into the Tahoe forests. Yay!!!

Ted

Wonderful write, Ed!!! Once there was a family of robins built a nest just outside my window; it was amazing to watch them everyday - how the mother goes out to find food, and the dad sat on the wire across our backyard to watch over the young ones. It was entertaining to watch them.

Your poem makes me think of the robins.

Sandie Angel :o)

Thank you for this, Ed. What a drab world it would be without
the Blue Jay and friends. For years, before I moved, I had a "pet" cardinal who would remind me every afternoon when it was feeding time. I loved that incredibly beautiful bird and miss him. -gene.

Ed you bring colour and wisdom to the real world, and truth of beauty, no virtual thing will ever be able to replace, we better learn it quick, and thank you kind friend, for the dedication, I love bluejays and their relative the raven, smart birds they are as you said. Here is an excample, on my walks this black one called I call him Jakob, after a pet raven I once had, he knows excactly when I am coming to the park to wait for his treat, him and his fellows sit about a nose away from me on branches following me, waiting for handouts. The other morning there is one atop the chimney one wing up over the smoke preening and warming himself, they are most clever.
I am on my way out now to bring some goodies to my little ones to fatten them up for tomorrow is going to be minus -28 plus wind, they won't come off the branches to eat unless very hungry, they rather sit on their little feet to keep them warm, if I could I'd take them all home into my bed to warm up. Love the picture all blue, like the little blue boy. Blessings! Jasmin Horst

Funny coincidence but I also looked out on my back deck yesterday to see Mr. Jay sitting there on a railing looking in the window at me or so it seemed...anyway put out some seeds and nuts for him.

Fee

Beautiful and a delegate piece of wonder...lovely write, Love, Bonnie

Serene and amazingly soothing.