September 27: Siskins

All day the flock grows

shifts and calls, bells overhead

chiming in the spruces.

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September 6: Pine Siskin

For the past few days at least one pine siskin, a bird I usually only see in winter, has been hanging out at my window feeder. I'm hoping its arrival is not a sign that winter's coming early, but just the random wanderings of a juvenile finch.

One errant siskin
and now I'm wearing sweaters,
looking at the sky.