Chit chat

My slumber while soaking up the heat from the sun-warmed rock was interrupted by the flutter of wings and gentle chirping. Two gray jay friends had arrived. The gray jays have learned that this well-traveled waterway brings their two-legged paddle friends who are likely to have a tasty handout to supplement the winter food cache. So... we chattered back and forth and they made show of leaving but then came back, persistent in their request. These birds are friendly, but only to a certain extent. Two winters ago, for one of my "work" projects, I spent countless hours in the woods searching for a gray jay nest. The gray jays played with me, and I found nests, but always old ones. Clever creatures...