The Drab Time

A yard-oriented Saturday is an excellent time to observe the backyard birds during daylight hours.  At least, it is generally my only chance!  And while laboring in the fields I noted that the male American goldfinches are definitely in their winter plumage.  Drab and muted.  I imagine that they are relieved not to stand out in blazing yellow in winter and double their chances of being nailed by a hawk.  But the fact I spotted them today also means: they're baaaaaaa-ack!  and the sunflower seed should really start disappearing under a finchy assault.  It's neat to see the change of plumage.  But it also means cold weather is coming.  Dangnabit.