The First Cuckoo.

I was having my first cuppa of the day at 6:30 on a lovely sunny morning when I heard the first Cuckoo I have heard at home for several years. As soon as I opened the door to go out it went quiet.

When V got up at 7:00 to put out the hanging baskets which she had taken in last night as a precaution against the threatened frost, we both heard the Cuckoo again. She said she thought it was coming from the trees in the background of the photo but we haven't heard it since. It would be nice to think that the birds just visible in the centre of the blip are Cuckoos but...