There have been two Stellar's jays sunning themselves on the deck here at the office all day.
I've never seen birds act like this.

They're ridiculous.

One at a time they'll alight from the purple beech tree's branches and hop to the brightest, sunniest spot on the deck, where they puff all their feathers out, spread out their wings, tilt their heads back, open their beaks, and close their eyes!

At first we were alarmed, we thought maybe they had been poisoned or something, because they lie there, comatose, body all puffed up, wings out, eyes rolled back in their heads.
But sometimes they change positions, to better feel the sun's rays on their tummies or backs, and they make soft little sounds to eachother, little clicky whistles, as they lounge, wingtips touching.

After a few minutes it's as though they wake up, then jump to the top of the balcony, and disappear into the beech trees, only to return in about an hour for another round of sunbathing.

Jay bird sunbathing at its finest.
I have heard the term "naked as a jay bird" but until today I never thought about what it meant.

Another corvid friend