He’s back, but still a bit blurry. This American goldfinch is very shy and doesn’t like to be photographed. Again he took off just as I was focusing my camera and I had to settle for a faraway shot. When he sat on the edge of the hedge it was like trying to take a picture of a mosquito on a moose.
This time I got a better sense of his colouring. One day, maybe he’ll sit still when he’s closer in, like this morning when he sat on the garden fence until I got the camera. He is definitely camera shy.
But with colours like this flashing signals to every hawk around, I don’t think I’d sit still long either.
Cuz I’m pretteeeee, oh, so pretteeeee,
I can’t stick around, for I’m bound to be found,
Cuz I’m pretteeeee, oh, so pretteeeee,
It’s awfully hard to be meeeee.
Yes, they’ll see meeeee, oh, they’ll see meeeee,
I really must fly, if I stay I will die,
Yes, they’ll see meeeee, oh, they’ll see meeeee,
And dying so young is not pretteeeee.
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