Their appearance marks the beginning of the end of summer
“Ow, ouch, ow!”
He seemed to say.
Every August I notice the American Goldfinches when they visit the spiky seed heads of the coneflowers beside our mailbox. It might be their bright color or it could be their flight call, which sounds like “po-ta-to-chip”, that gets my attention, I’m not sure.
Whatever it is, the visits of these wild canaries always makes me smile.