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at the bird feeder #7 – Pine Siskin

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After our heavy snow last week, the birds were all looking for perches and easy feeding.  A few Chickadees and Pine Siskins were at the feeders early.  Pine Siskins  (Carduelis pinus) are fidgety little birds, staying at the feeder to get their fill, but ever vigilant and looking over their shoulders.  They are heavily striped, sometimes with yellow bars on their wing feathers. They also have sharp beaks.

Because the Pine Siskins are striped, I confused them at first with female Purple Finches.  The female Purple Finch is also striped, but is a slightly bigger, chunkier bird.  Its beak is large and wedge-shaped, and it has no yellow coloration.


Pine Siskin at the feeder


female Purple Finch - wedge-shaped beak and stripes around eye (a male Purple Finch at left)


two Pine Siskins at feeder - sharp beaks and yellow wing bars

 ©  Jane Tims 2012

Written by jane tims

March 9, 2012 at 6:54 am

at the bird feeder #6 – Purple Finch

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On Thursday, we had a Hairy Woodpecker and a large flock of male and female Purple Finches at the bird feeder.  The Peterson Field Guide describes the Purple Finch (Carpodacus purpureus) as ‘… a Sparrow dipped in raspberry juice.’   I can’t improve on that description!  The other particularly noticeable feature is its large sturdy beak.  My husband took a few photos since I was not home, just enough to give me one to draw.

I miss most of the feeder birds since I leave in the early light and come home after dark. Nevertheless, the Chickadees and Goldfinches are usually there to see me off.   We have one Chickadee who always has his ‘hair’ ruffed up, like a rock star with a ‘do’.



Purple Finch

                (Carpodacus purpureus)


sunflower seed and millet

purple finch posed in the maple

sullen brow

blunt beak

metallic tick


he knows my eye

at the edge of the glass

my struggle for stamina


he is immobile as a post

a vermillion bird stuffed

with husks of sunflower seed


he sees me sidle to the chair

watches me settle


he is still

as a post card


seedless husks of sunflower



©  Jane Tims  2012

©  Jane Tims  2012

Written by jane tims

March 2, 2012 at 6:26 am

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