A Band of Blue Jays

My bird feeders were three-quarters full when I left in the morning. By afternoon, I was surprised to see that they were all but empty. Then I spied a band of blue jays – four in all that descended upon the yard. Now I understand who’s raiding the bird feeders.




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One Response to A Band of Blue Jays

  1. sgjj says:

    Hi Susan, my name is Sadie and I live in Ruskington, in Lincolnshire, England. For the past 25 years I have been operating a rescue and rehab unit for our British wildlife. I found your web page about a year ago, absolutely love it. I can relate to all your wonderful events, as I, like you,am surrounded by animals. I too craft not only to keep my sanity but to give to wonderful friends. Your birds are amazing now a fox he is lovely. I put my felt creations on wreaths, cushions etc. It is so lovely to see that nature is being looked after where you are. Keep up the good work, and thank you for what you do xxx regards Sadie

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