The Pretty Purple Finch

Not long ago a visitor pointed out that what I thought was a house finch was really a purple finch. So, of course I had to make a felt purple finch. This is the only one I’ve seen on the farm lately!

purple finch pattern

Right click on this link and select “Save target as” (on a PC) to save this purple finch pattern to your computer.

purple finch pattern

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2 Responses to The Pretty Purple Finch

  1. The Visitor says:

    I cannot decide what I love the most…the felt birds themselves or the pictures you stage of them in their native habitat. You NAILED the Purple Finch!

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