A Chartreuse Color Swatch Is On My Roof

I was zipping up the stairway to the studio, when I spied with my little eye this tiny, fluffy, feathered package of chartreuse. Of course, I had to turn on my heel, and run outside to try to capture him/her on film. Fortunately, I can walk directly onto my roof. (The fact that I can do that is, in fact, an issue for parents with a mid-century modern house and small children. But, happily, none of our girls fell off of the roof during their formative years.)

Once I stealthily made my way to the little feathered color swatch, I asked him if I could take his photo for a blog post. (I’m reasonably sure he is a he, as I believe in the bird world, the fellas are the ones who wear the show-off colors.) He happily obliged and I am able to share this example of the purest, most original specimen of chartreuse I have ever seen.

And, I really know chartreuse, because I own a lot of it.  In fact, when shopping with my personal-shopper daughter, she has suggested that I try to take a fashion holiday from the color that seems to accidentally fill my closet.

Before I leave my fine-feathered-friend, can any one out there tell me the name of this little bird? Not his name like Chipper or Chirpy, but rather his species name, like Yellow-crowned Champ or Chartreuse-winged Warbler … just in case I need to describe the color the next time I go shopping. “Why, yes, I am looking for a jacket in something along the lines of a Yellow-Bellied Gnatcatcher.”

For identification purposes, below are some other views of Bob. (I learned his name from his photo release form.) And, speaking of warblers, here is a link to my favorite mini-Dalton-Academy Warbler to put you in a chipper mood.