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Birds of a different feather.   —   For the Birds

This morning I watched a hummingbird chase a scrub jay around a tree. It was the oddest thing. I looked up at the tree because I heard the scrub jay squawking and as I did so I saw the jay hopping from branch to branch. Then I saw the hummingbird. It would fly right up to the jay, flying in place as hummingbirds do, and then the jay would hop to another branch and the hummingbird would follow it to the other branch and so on and so on. As the bus arrived and I began to board I looked up one last time, the scrub jay still squawking, and their little game of chase continued around the tree like a merry-go-round. What a strange pair.

Posted 9.18.2008 4:53:47 PM





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