Drunk Blue Jays

by Joan Parker
(Edmonds, Washington)

Every year when the flowers fade and the ripe berries appear, birds of all kinds come for the harvest. Often it seems the Jays are late comers and arrive when the berries are over-ripe--there's nothing funnier than drunk Blue Jays.

Sadly, one of the trunks, there are three large ones, has died. Would you know if there's someone who appreciates its beauty and would like to have it?

Joan Parker
Edmonds, Washington
206 947 1770