Bluejay abiding

This bluejay is the prime nut-beggar at our door, staying calmly on the rail for hours at a time, but doing that baby-bluejay squealy hop -- weee-weeep-weee -- when he sees us moving around inside the window. He wants peanuts.

Are we suckers, er wa? Yeah.

When he realises we've replenished the supply, he calls to his blue friends, and this attracts as well pigeons, crows and today a flicker, all wanting nut-action. A kind of ecumenical council, all blathering in their respective tongues.

The nuts eaten, most take their leave.

But this guy abideth.