And the award for the bluest blue goes to:
Some 7 winters ago, my husband and I were walking trough Walkreville, old Windsor's district. He points to the tree and says:" Look, blue jay!" I look up, and the bird I see is scarlet red, cardinal red... Hmmm, Red Cardinal?
"That is Cardinal, you know" the experienced bird watcher in me corrected him.
"No, that is Blue Jay" says Nenad. "Only blue."
Since that point, we just call all birds Blue Jay...