I posted earlier about how happy I was to have

attracted a Blue Jay to my backyard feeders.

I thought it only fair to show the cast of

characters who have had the even tenor of their

days shattered by a noisy blue jerk.



"This is the treacherous month when autumn days

With summer's voice come bearing summer's gifts.

Beguiled, the pale down-trodden aster lifts

Her head and blooms again. The soft, warm haze

Makes moist once more the sere and dusty ways,

And, creeping through where dead leaves lie in drifts, "

Autumn Sonnet

Helen Hunt Jackson