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Thursday, February 26, 2009

gray jay


There is something I love about gray jays. Their buoyant, effortless flight, the way they glide in on silent wings, messengers from within the dark spruce bogs.

8 comments:

  1. I envy you your whiskey-jacks. They're one of my favorite camp birds whenever I'm in the north country.

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  2. Thanks for the pic! We don't have those.

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  3. Grizzled- I usually have to travel even further north to see them, but I did encounter one on the Christmas Bird Count here two years ago, just a few miles from where I live.

    Lynne- I was surprised by how much I enjoyed seeing these birds. I was going for the lifer, the boreal chickadee and hoary redpoll, but gray jays just make me happy for some reason. :)

    FC- This is another bird that does not make it past 46 degrees latitude. I guess they live through the winter by caching food in tree bark, and if it is too warm of a climate the food will spoil.

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  4. They sure are pretty birds. I wish we could see them in southern Minnesota too.

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  5. thanks for adding us to your blogroll.

    I love gray jays. We grew up calling them camp robbers. I love going up to Mt. Baker and holding out a handful of sunflower seeds so they can land on my hand & eat.

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  6. I just love these birds- a beautiful photo Deb~

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