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| American goldfinch, female, in drab end-of-season colours. |
I saw this bird, and took her photo. When the camera clicked, she, and half a dozen other goldfinches that I hadn't seen, flew out of the trees, over a ditch and a fence to a stand of blackberries and other weedy shrubs. And there, I could hear them chattering away, but strain my eyes though I might, I couldn't see the least trace of them.
