a color story: black yellow bird singing

Standing on the balcony and minding my own business, I looked out into the sky - common birds in the sky. But, today was different. A yellow bird appeared. Via google search, the "new" bird was a goldfinch. It had a yellow body but dark greyish wings. 

It seemed like it came out to play.  The goldfinch sang a melody. Not once, not twice, not three times. The goldfinch chirped the tune on a loop. Then, I whistled the same tune an octave lower. 

Why did I whistle back?

Did I just catch myself in a "Snow White" situation? Being one and whole with nature? Of course not, I couldn't see myself with birds carrying my cloth. My first attempt singing the bird's melody was a mess. It didn't respond to it. I made another attempt and focused on my whistling technique. The goldfinch responded by flying closer and landing on the nearby bird feeder.

I whistled the tune again with finer precision and the goldfinch applauded by whistling the harmonic notes. I kid you not- we were riffing. Then, the bird took a sip of the sugar cane water that filled the bird feeder. This was new - seeing a bird taking a risk on the feeder.

Did I just gain the bird's trust?

The following day, I believed that goldfinch told other birds about the feeder. I witnessed three more birds taking a risk on the feeder. Let's keep in mind, the bird feeder looked like it contained piss water -  sugar cane mixed with water didn't have an appealing color. 

What did I do to deserve such a display of nature? Like a daffodil blooming out of the garden beds, the golden finch appeared out of the skies - showing off its colors with its presence. Do these birds only stay for spring? 

When the golden finch flew away, the yellow feathers on its body became less apparent. Instead, the sun contrasted with the bird's dark wings. I already forgot the melody that we "sung" together. But, the memory of the bird's yellow feathers still lingered in my mind. I wondered what came first: the playfulness of the bird or the bird's yellow impressions.

While writing this, I listened to "Blackbird" by The Beatles on repeat. I noticed a familiar bird singing in the background. The bird was probably yellow.