My first Siskin visited late in the afternoon. A beautiful male hanging from the Niger feeder in the rain, as I glanced out of the window. By the time I’d fallen over the dog in my rush to get the camera, he’d gone.
But he did return later, trying out the sunflower hearts, and then back to the Niger seed, so I managed to get a couple of shots through the rain splashed back door.
I hope he comes again.