Archive for Finch

Purple Finch female 8/21/18

Similar in appearance to female House Finches and female House Sparrows, female Purple Finches are mostly brown and white with a streaky breast and conical bill, but differ in having  distinctive facial markings, especially the strong whitish stripe above the eye and another below. Like all finches they sport a notched tail. Males are the inspiration for Roger Tory Peterson’s memorable description of them as a “sparrow dipped in raspberry juice.” Until recently Purple Finches belonged to the genus Carpodacus, or rosefinches, but recent dna research has shown the three North American members weren’t closely related and were moved into a new genus Haemorhous.


Evening Grosbeak male 5/28/18

Check out that golden monobrow! These largest of all the American finches were originally birds of the west that didn’t begin showing up in the Eastern states until about 100 years ago. Today they are in serious decline. Typically Evening Grosbeaks are irruptive winter visitors, showing up in flocks some years at backyard feeding stations, but not in others. However, I found this spring male by his lonesome in the middle of the road picking up grit, presumably as an aid to digestion. Females have black and white wings like the males, but are a soft gray with yellow-green highlights.


Piping Plover male 4/25/18

We have a few shorebirds that breed locally and this threatened and endangered plover is one of them. With constant human pressure on their beachside nesting grounds, Piping Plovers are having a hard time recovering their former numbers along the Eastern Seaboard and in the Great Plains where they breed. In New England they arrive in April to court, mate, and nest in sand dunes right where people congregate in great numbers during the summertime, along with their homes, vehicles, and pets.  On the other hand, if it weren’t for most people respecting their roped off nesting areas and adjusting their habits to tread the dunes a little more lightly, there’s little doubt in my mind these plaintive little shorebirds would be extinct by now. Populations are improving, but progress is glacial. This one’s male, the black visor between the eyes and the necklace are paler and not so bold or complete in the females.


House Finch male 2/4/18

I like all the birds I find, even the killers and invaders. Like my old friend and mentor Alfred Timmons would say, “Everything just wants to live.” So one of the things I’m often perplexed by is how some birders have an almost violent hatred of certain invasive species, like House Sparrows or European Starlings. Supposedly the hatred is justified on account of them displacing native species like Eastern Bluebirds and Northern Flickers. There are folks who complain or unfollow Birdaday after I’ve posted about about these invasives. But then others not, so it seems something else might be going on. Case in point the House Finch—an invasive species that has devastated the Purple Finch population in the Eastern US (except for its deep forest habitats). Why are they not vilified? Is it because they look so similar to the species they’ve displaced? Is it because they bring color to the feeder, or a pleasant song in spring?


House Finch, Male 11/6/16


House Finches, along with Purple and Cassin’s Finches, used to belong to the worldwide group of birds collectively known as rosy finches. But DNA studies have shown the North American rosy finches to have diverged considerably, and so they have been moved into their own genus Haemorhous, or blood finches. While a few migrate, here they are year round birds. They originated in the southwest but were introduced into NYC and have been spreading for decades, displacing their Purple Finch cousins.


American Goldfinch molting male 4/11/16


Nothing speaks of spring more than an American Goldfinch changing out of its drab winter khakis into a lemon tuxedo. Most finches have just one set of year-round duds, but goldfinches are more like spring warblers where males sport a brilliant breeding plumage. I call Goldfinches “potato chips” because you’ll often hear them calling that when bouncing through the air overhead, “Potato chip! Potato chip! Potato chip!” The grain they depend on to raise their families doesn’t ripen until late July, and being gregarious by nature, they hang out in small flocks longer and breed later than most other songbirds.


Evening Grosbeak male 5/23/15


I hear these beauties everywhere on the mountain slopes but don’t often see them since they’ve paired up for the breeding season, and no longer roam around in winter flocks. Grosbeak isn’t a natural group of closely related birds, but a loose collection of big-beaked songbirds from the finch, tanager, weaver, and cardinal groups. The Evening Grosbeak male above is actually a Cardueline finch.


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