That’s a strange-looking robin, I thought to myself when I first spotted a chaffinch. To be fair, my bird knowledge was fairly appalling. Before moving here, my avian encounters had been limited to the most common garden regulars: robins, pigeons, blackbirds, and the occasional jackdaw that liked to nest in our chimney.
So, when a particularly striking little bird with a peachy-coloured chest and an air of confidence started hopping about in our plum tree, I was intrigued. It had all the flair of a robin but a little more vibrant.
Male chaffinches are stunners with orange breasts, blue-grey crowns, and snazzy wing patterns. Though more understated in their brownish hues, the females have a classy, natural elegance - like they’ve mastered effortless style.
As I watched them more closely, I noticed their rather peculiar dining habits. Instead of muscling in on the bird feeders like the sparrows and more aggressive finches, chaffinches prefer to loiter underneath, waiting for seeds to drop. Essentially, they act as a clean-up crew - highly efficient, very patient, and possibly a little lazy.
Determined to get a closer look, I started placing extra feed on the fence posts. Then I’d retreat to the conservatory, waiting to see if my new feathered friends would take the bait. To my absolute delight, they did. Before long, it became a daily ritual - me scattering the seed, them waiting in the plum tree and assessing the day’s offering before swooping in for a feast.
Wanting to encourage more of these delightful visitors, I made a few tweaks to the garden. I set out ground-level feeders with a variety of seeds, favouring sunflower hearts and crushed peanuts (the good stuff). Of course, it wasn’t long before the local pheasants got wind of this. They soon realised that turning up in the morning meant a free breakfast - cheeky things. I also made sure to keep a shallow birdbath topped up with fresh water, which the chaffinches seemed to appreciate, possibly more than my attempts at friendly conversation.
What’s been fascinating is seeing how these little birds have a ripple effect on the whole garden. Their presence seems to attract other wildlife - curious robins, delicate butterflies, and an abundance of nosey squirrels. The garden is a more vibrant, harmonious space, alive with the sounds of fluttering wings and cheerful chirps. Even in the winter, my garden is bustling with different species.
If you’re looking to invite more wildlife into your garden, I highly recommend making it a haven for chaffinches. They’re so beautiful. Keep things natural, provide plenty of food and water, and above all, be patient. These little charmers will reward you with their bright colours, delightful songs, and quietly endearing personalities.
For me, the chaffinches add character and vibrance to the garden. It’s my sanctuary, my place to slow down, observe, and feel connected to nature. And for that, I’ll always be grateful to these brilliantly dressed little guests.
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Informative write-up about the Chaffinch along with beautiful photographs.
I love getting out in the fresh air and noticing all the different birds. I've not seen many but heard loads of different birdsong. Pigeons, woodpeckers, chaffinch,robins,blue tits etc. It makes my blood boil when some people don't take any notice of the birds when walking through a park