Saturday, I had an unexpected visit by a small flock of Pine Siskin. In over 40 years of birding, this was only my third observation of these gregarious little fellows from the Artic regions. My first sighting was in Kalamazoo, MI during the infamous blizzard of 1978, a few months before the birth of my first daughter (when cold temperatures in the North drove them South in search of seed). Last year here at Rauhallinen Farm, also in March, was my second sighting. As the feeding station is only a few feet from the family room window behind the pellet stove, it is an opportunity for intimate viewing and observation. Very tiny fellows, as even the Chickadees (which I have in the hundreds all day) dwarfed them in size. Can be confused with American Goldfinch at first, but pay attention to the streaked breast and bright yellow and black wingbars (in addtion to their smaller size). Nice to live in a tranquil place where my own species is outnumbered by some that are special. Shot with Canon 5D Mark II and Canon 135L lens through the window (wishing someday for the 300mm L for this type of work).