I don’t know their real names. They could be “Sits with Wolf,” and “Sun Rises over Prairie Grass.” Or it could be “Dave and Julie.” Seeing as this is a Spanish speaking community I’m going with Paco and Juanita. Piñon Jays if I am not mistaken but I might be. So many birds look so similar but I THINK these are Piñon Jays and they are building a small housing complex right outside my bedroom window.
And yes, they find me slightly perturbing. I can tell. If I’m inside shooting out, they don’t care. But when I establish myself on the patio, perhaps my favorite location at my new home, I can sense a feeling of disgust coming from Paco and Juanita. They have a schedule to keep and this giant bird with his giant lens are slowing things down.
Morning, noon and night these folks are at work. The piñon they have chosen for their nest shakes and quakes as they form the superstructure that will be their home. Paco sits in the treetops looking for danger while Juanita goes to work. Then they seem to switch. They also spend a fair amount of time on the ground scouting for the perfect 2×4 or main beam. Bits and pieces fall as they work. “Where do they sleep?” my wife asks as she sits in the kitchen window sipping her coffee and trying to comprehend nature. “No idea,” I reply. “No idea.”