A Very Monday Thought
Morning, lovelies! It’s Monday, I should be prepping for my classes today (Intro to Journalism and, a seminar, Finding Your Media Persona), but was struck by a thought that is impeding all personal progress.
How are we expected to make sense of a world in which purple finches are actually red in color?
It’s not just me, even the official description from Cornell’s allaboutbirds.org says: “Adult males have a raspberry red breast, head and back.”
What’s on your mind this Monday? Share in the comments. In the meantime, yes, yes, YES, I am going to make more coffee. (And refill the bird feeder.)
Me too! Who could ever forget a name like "tufted titmouse?" In fact, I insist that you refer to me only as such from now on.
Also, I will never be able to tell the difference between a house finch and a purple finch. I'm pretty sure they can't either.
My bird book described those finches as “sparrows dipped in raspberry juice!!” Love it💕💕