Taking shots of Gray Jays reminds me of when I was a photographer’s assistant. He would always sigh when the bride walked out in a super pure white dress because it meant that he would have to fight the white balance the whole time. I felt the same trying to take shots of these birds, but they wouldn’t sit still like a bridal party would. 😉
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