In the shadowed conifer forests of western North America, these sharp-crested sentinels slip between pines with restless intelligence. They forage for insects, seeds, nuts, and the occasional stolen treat, caching food in scattered hiding places across the forest floor. What makes them extraordinary is their memory and mischief — by burying seeds and forgetting many of them, they quietly plant future trees while keeping woodland ecosystems dynamic. Bold in voice and vivid in blue, clever architects of the mountain woods.
Steller’s Jays 👇
