While Through Hopper's Lens is drying, I've returned to these two which probably only need one more session. I consider them a pair. Jays are not sexually dimorphic. Males tend to be larger than females, but the difference is minuscule. Every morning I walk down toward the cove and throw out peanuts. The original intention was to attract crows for photographing. But, hard to believe, the Jays won that battle. They greet me with loud squawks. They are probably alerting the gang, but I like to think they are screaming their hellos to me.
