A goldfinch gone green lands among walnut leaves that have gone yellow. Below, a juvenile red-bellied woodpecker, nape turning orange.
The view from my front porch first thing in the morning, in 140 or fewer characters.
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A goldfinch gone green lands among...
Also tagged black walnuts, red-bellied woodpecker
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Overcast and quiet except for...
Overcast and quiet except for a red-eyed vireo and a male goldfinch, whose head is already beginning to turn green, like rusting bronze.
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Scattered bird calls—cardinal...
Scattered bird calls—cardinal, vireo, field sparrow—all sound perfunctory except for the goldfinches, who are in thistle heaven at last.
Also tagged bull thistle, cardinal, field sparrow, red-eyed vireo
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Two male towhees trade tweets...
Two male towhees trade tweets from opposite sides of the yard. At the top of the dead cherry tree, a goldfinch swivels back and forth.
Also tagged towhee
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Mid-morning sun: I’m almost...
Mid-morning sun: I’m almost baking until the wind blows, cool as midnight, the chitter of goldfinches interrupted by a raven’s cronk.
Also tagged raven
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Yellow at daybreak: forsythia,...
Yellow at daybreak: forsythia, daffodils, the spicebush by the springhouse, a flock of goldfinches… what else? The sun crests the ridge.
Also tagged daffodils, forsythia, spicebush, springhouse, sunrise
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Goldfinches chitter in the treetops...
Goldfinches chitter in the treetops. Below the porch, the first powdered-wig blooms of white snakeroot. A young hawk’s falsetto cry.
Garlic tops still point at the...
Garlic tops still point at the ground like dysfunctional minarets. Goldfinches weave through the canopy, circling the thistle-spined sun.
Six goldfinches flip-flop-fly...
Six goldfinches flip-flop-fly through the treetops at top speed, twittering nonstop, and swoop with a loop de loop into the lilac.
Also tagged lilac
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Sun through fog. Animals emerge...
Sun through fog. Animals emerge and vanish like actors in a play, bringing their cries and silences: goldfinches, a raven, a pair of deer.
Also tagged deer, fog, raven, scarlet tanager
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Glimpses of a tanager, a catbird...
Glimpses of a tanager, a catbird, two goldfinches, and a hummingbird taking a shit. Each tree is still in possession of its own green.
Also tagged catbird, hummingbird, robin, scarlet tanager
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From the other house, the sound...
From the other house, the sound of an unfed avian mob. Four goldfinches land in the ice-covered tree in front of me and cock their heads.
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Blue sky morning. A goldfinch...
Blue sky morning. A goldfinch flock moves down the ridge on its squeaky wheel. I’m not, I realize, an optimist; I’m in love with optimism.
I realize suddenly that my yard...
I realize suddenly that my yard is devoid of bull thistles this year. Could the goldfinches really have consumed every one of the seeds?
The clear air makes for sharp...
The clear air makes for sharp contrasts between shadows and patches of sunlight, sewn together by three goldfinches on a high-speed chase.