the skies blue offers a soft backdrop this morning to the powdered sugar puff clouds. the birds are out. the length of my balcony is lined with tufts of soft bread, however the birds must not be as hungry as i thought because half of it is still there. either that, or these jays are bread connoisseurs, scoffing at the thought of indulging in a walmart bread brand. or maybe, the bread chunks are too big for their little beaks.
in any case, i think these little jay birds outside of my window are diva'ish'.
