They are jays, the blue birds that make the woods around me their home.
And they are smart and brave.
Twice I have seen them drive an unwanted visitor from what they obviously think of as their territory.
Yesterday was the second time I was aware of a ruckus, a fluttering of many, many wings and a loud and persistent cackle,all around my mango tree.
And I saw the cause.
A snake was resting on a branch.
But the jays did not give up, and community effort and constant badgering made the misguided serpent slide down the tree and go away.
Then, and only then, did the jays relax and stop the chattering.
I feel a lot better with this warning signal.
My brave and beautiful blue jays.
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