Earlier this spring I was admiring the beautiful goldfinches at my mother's birdfeeder. A kind and generous woman (as always), the next time I saw her she gave me a big bag of the kind of seeds that finches like.
I bought a feeder with tiny holes (the seed is very small) and hung it out in the backyard. Within minutes, chickadees found the new food source, and the glorious goldfinches were not far behind.
Unfortunately, my gain was my mother's loss: she hasn't seen a finch ever since I put out my feeder.