I named him (her?) "Precocious" because he became so demanding wanting peanuts constantly. He was hatched in my lemon tree, so I've known him since he was a fledgling. He would fly to my hand for nuts and when he took a mate, he taught her to come to me for peanuts too. Precocious and his mate "Scrubita" have since been displaced out of the neighborhood by other jays, but every once in awhile they will show up for a peanut or two before they are chased off again. I miss my daily garden companions.
If you come to Central California you'd be sure to see scrub jays, or at least hear them. They are everywhere. I didn't realize how territorial they are until my pair got chased out of the neighborhood. They put up a valiant fight that went on for days, but they were out-numbered. It broke my heart to see them chased away by marauding interlopers, but I guess it is just nature's way, and there was nothing I could do. Visually, I cannot tell "my" jays from other jays, except my jays fly to me when they see me. The others fly away from me. It's been months since they've visited and when they do return they only stay for a day or so.
Thanks, Margaret! They are beautiful birds. I visited Australia several years ago; Sidney and Brisbane. Heard many interesting and unusual bird calls from the trees but couldn't see them. We did see an Ibis while lunching at a sidewalk cafe. He really wanted to join us for lunch - and he was big enough, I almost let him! I would love to return to Australia just to bird watch.