Country diary: Goldfinches one, two, three, lift up into the boughs of the pear tree

Creedy Valley, Devon: Their irresistible colour and song nearly proved their ultimate downfall. How lucky we are to still be witness to their charmsThe free tumble of yellow and red as the goldfinches swerve in the spread of colour is infectious. Like throwing a pack of cards up and seeing the court faces fall, there is a regal brightness, and such thrall in their deft abandonment to air. These distinctive finches, with striking red, white and black heads and yellow wing bars, are uncommonly vivacious. They shimmer and swoop in rampages of energetic flight.In his Cook's Tale, Chaucer describes his apprentice protagonist as "lively ... as goldfinch in the glade". This liveliness has also been translated as boldness, flamboyant dress, even joy. While we may not be able to tell if these birds feel happiness, we know that goldfinches have long evoked pleasure in their human observers. Their arresting colours and song made them popular as caged birds in the 19th century, with large numbers taken from the wild to supply the demand, taking them to the brink of extinction in Britain. Continue reading...