Ah - the joys of living in the country!
A short post following a little jaunt into town with #3 on the weekend.
Whilst babbling away with #3 about the complexity of eating a fresh bread stick without leaving what looks like a Bakers floor all over yourself, I pushed the pram towards a sight that I have only ever heard of but never actually seen.
#3 pointed at "The Bird" and we stopped to watch a spirited female blackbird feeding worms to what I can only describe as a much larger bird that looked nothing like her. I know the old saying "Birds of a Feather flock together" but this young fledging was certainly from no Blackbird family tree.
It then dawned on me that I was watching how the Cuckoo species survive and left to feel slightly sorry and sad for the duped little blackbird who was clearly working overtime to feed what she thought was her young.
To end - another old cuckoo my father taught me whilst listening to its call.
The Cuckoo Sings in April
The Cuckoo sings in May
The Cuckoo lays eggs in other birds nests
And then she flies away
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