Cuckoo

This morning we heard a cuckoo. OK, it’s not uncommon, as the old poem says:

The Cuckoo comes in April;

It sings its song in May;

In the middle of June, it changes its tune;

and July it flies away.

So in May we should be hearing them. However, it’s been many years since we heard one. So hearing one is (for us) exciting.

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