In the cold, frosty air, when the trees are bare, like strict, graphic lines against the gray sky, and the first snow has covered the ground, there it appears: the red-breasted bullfinch. It is a true harbinger of winter, a lively and bright spark in a dull landscape.
It is impossible to mistake them: the males sport an incredibly bright scarlet breast, contrasting with an elegant black "cap" on their heads and dark wings with striking white stripes. Their backs are gray, which only emphasizes the richness of the red. Females are more modest; their breasts have a more delicate pinkish-gray hue, but they also have the same elegant shape and wing pattern.
Bullfinches stay in small flocks, flying silently from branch to branch. They are not fussy like sparrows, nor noisy like magpies. They can often be seen in rowan or viburnum bushes, where they feast on frozen berries, methodically pecking out the seeds and discarding the pulp. Their melodic, slightly melancholic, "ugh-ugh"-like whistle carries through the silence of a winter forest or park, adding a special atmosphere.
The Red-breasted Bullfinch is not just a bird; it's a symbol of resilience and beauty, a reminder that even in the harshest conditions, nature finds ways to delight us with bright colors and calm harmony. It's a living postcard, heralding impending frost and enveloping the world in a blanket of white.
Location of the painting:
Moscow
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