Green leaves jay keeping vigil

The jay, that big bird swooping on mice or pestering the squirrels... So easy to hear when it's on a branch because it's such a heavy bird. I will always remember how mesmerized I was as a kind when Dad picked up a jay's feather from the ground for me. I immediately spotted the discreet streak of blue, and I daresay I didn't know it was my favorite color! Ah!