I called to my family and they ran into the room as I said, "I can't believe it. An actual Homeless Finch is in my studio!" Of course, I had to snap an image of the poor little guy before catching and releasing him.
He looks so afraid in this image below. Don't you think?
The rest of the day, I thought about that little chance happening and told a few of my friends about it. Everyone wondered if it was some sort of sign. My sister had the dreamy thought that it was my mother coming by for a visit. I have one male finch in the aviary without a mate. He sings very loudly every morning trying to attract a would be suitor, not realizing in his little bird brain that no potential mates can hear him. I think perhaps this wild finch heard him and wanted to find out what all the commotion was about. It was fascinating to talk about and ponder. What do you think it was? A fluke? A sign?