G is for Goldfinch.
It so happens that April 8th is Draw a Bird Day. You can read more about it here. And here’s my bird for the day:
Of course I wasn’t going for anything realistic, but Fool immediately saw gold and steered the investigation to Goldfinch.
I don’t really start seeing goldfinch with any regularity until late summer and early autumn when they start flocking to the neighborhood sunflowers to indulge in their favorite treat fresh from the flower.
They carry the medicine of exuberance, appreciation, high energy. And they dance around when they fly seeming to be celebrating life.
Mary Oliver wrote a poem about goldfinches, and this is the bit I love most:
“…and every year
the hatchlings wake in the swaying branches,
in the silver baskets,
and love the world.
Is it necessary to say any more?”
I’ve yet to read Donna Tartt’s novel The Goldfinch, but I think I’ll rotate it to a higher position in my ever-threatening-to-tumble pile of books waiting for my eyeballs. It only seems right.
So have you drawn a bird today? Read The Goldfinch? Said hello to a feathered friend today? Do tell – you know I love to hear.