Tuesday, July 12, 2011

On my deck this evening two very young fluffy blue jays were playing around, sipping water from the saucer under the potted plants, jumping up on the furniture, watching for the adult bird to see if they were doing something wrong. They didn't have the deep throaty call of the adults, they squeaked.

Even in this cold fog the birds can find a way to play.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

90 degrees here but the hummingbird still flit about in irridescent splendor...Oldyemike