Last week, I saw a blue jay sprawled on the deck, its wings spread out, beak open, eyes closed, and my heart leapt to my throat. I figure that something had attacked him.
Maybe he was still alive? I opened the door and suddenly he righted himself and took flight, thus introducing me to the practice of blue jay sunbathing.
Today I witnessed a blue jay posed in the same way, unfortunately, I wasn’t quick enough to snap a picture with his wings out. Nevertheless, the pictures I did get would make you think the poor little guy was ill and not experience birdie nirvana.
To each bird his own.
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