The goldfinch

I am still haunted by reading The Goldfinch by Donna Tart, and I think Rob felt quite intrigued when we went on our pilgrimage to see the real painting by Fabritius in Edinburgh.
Our goldfinches have been visiting the Niger seed in front of the window in increasing numbers, up to 35+ sometimes.
They were looking just right today, so Rob snapped this one, and did a little Photoshopping for me!