I have a charm of goldfinches here
this winter, just a small charm of five or six birds. They are probably the pair which nested
here last summer and which have decided, for some unknown reason, together their offspring,
not to join the large winter flocks.
These flocks of goldfinches, sometimes together with
other finches, in New Zealand, can comprise as many as 500 to 1000 birds and I often stop to watch them in my
travels around the district as they move along the road verges or flutter over my dairy farmer neighbour’s paddocks, hunting for whatever seeds the summer may have left them. Sometimes the flock advances over the ground in a rolling fashion with birds continually moving over the
flock from rear to front. They brighten a winter's day.
The natural range of the goldfinch is Europe, North Africa,
the Middle East, and Western Asia. Their commonest European name of thistlefinch has been
gained because they are particularly fond of the seeds of plants such as the winged and Scotch
thistle.
They were introduced into New Zealand in the 1860s along with other European
birds and are probably now more numerous here than in Europe where, I understand, they are
still captured for the trade in caged birds. They were also introduced into Argentina, Bermuda
and Australia.
The goldfinch is the most striking of the finches introduced here. They
have black wings with gold bars and the adult birds, both males and females, have a brilliant
red face, slightly more extensive on the male. The crown is black with white around the ears
and sides of the neck. Notwithstanding their gorgeous colouring, when feeding they are so
harmonious with their surroundings it is not easy to detect them.
My charm which has
stayed with me here this winter have a liking for the fruits of liquidamber tree which I have
growing here and they also spend a lot of time stripping the downy seed heads of the sow
thistles which I tend to let go in my excuse for a garden. When feeding they flutter from plant to plant, often hanging upside down to extract the seeds.
A neighbour tells me that her
uncle used to capture goldfinches and cross breed them with canaries. The resulting offspring,
called mules, no doubt because they were infertile, were much prized for their singing ability. Indeed, my friend still has one of the last birds her uncle had bred in a cage in her living
room.
The goldfinch has figured very large in European folklore and the earliest English
literature. The cook in Chaucer’s Canterbury tales was described as being “as merry as a
goldfinch in the woods” — gaillard he was as a goldfynch in the shawe.
Because of their liking for thistles, goldfinches were adopted by Renaissance artists to
symbolise the Passion of Christ. In Baroccio’s ‘Holy Family’ a goldfinch is held in the hand
of St John who holds it high out of reach of an interested cat. In Cima’s ‘Madonna and Child’, a goldfinch flutters in the hand of the Christ Child.
Waiotahi Valley, eastern Bay of Plenty, 2000
