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The blue jay hopped into my hedge

Amid the lazily floating snow flakes

And chose a sheltered spot

Between a tree trunk and the cleft of a limb.

Safe, he peeked around

Then jumped energetically about,

Ignoring the lowered temperature

And snow.

The wind changed direction

As did the snow - and off went Ol' Blue.

I had enjoyed watching the brightly plumed bird

Ensconced in the gray green foliage -

That flash and splash of vivid colour

Had perked me up

Considerably.