Yesterday I took Claire's advice (see her comment on the previous post) and headed off to Thwaite Common in search of the cuckoo.
My route takes me over a huge ploughed field and while I was taking this photo of the freshly harrowed ground. I thought I heard a cuckoo. To make sure I carried on and when I got to the common I could hear a cuckoo clearly in the distance. We stood still and listened for a while. I felt so releived that when I got home I started to make some silver cuckoo earings which I'll post up later in the week.
To celebrate here's a song we used to sing in primary school which might explain why I associate the cuckoo with the joyful arrival of summer.
Cuckoo, cuckoo you joyful rover
At last you're o'er the ocean blue
All hearts shall glisten, all ears shall listen
As you shout out cuckoo, cuckoo! (I made this line up as I can't remember it)