A few days ago, a blue jay appeared at the feeder. My peripheral vision is used to the constant comings and goings of the little chickadees, wrens and juncos, so it was as if a pterodactyl landed. Everything else disappeared.
I chased it away, of course. It didn’t go far, I could hear it high up in the oaks, front and back, shrieking away. Today it landed again. Close behind was the large sparrow that shows up with its two friends. It is also not allowed on the feeding table. Last year I had to shut down operations for some time due to the large numbers that appeared overnight and ate like machines with feathers.
After shooing them away, I turned my back and there they were again, so I asked the sparrow, Are you the blue jay’s wife? Why do you show up together? Due to my soft heart, I let the sparrows eat what falls below the table. But when I leave the room and come back, there they are, eating the suet. And these are almost twice the size of the ones last year.
The towhees are back, but intimidated by the current feeding setup. They need space to land, so I will be changing the scenery once more. Last year, when they came swooping in, they looked like B52s, and when they had to feed their young, these landings were frequent and the food just vanished. So I don’t need to add jays and sparrows.