I’m trying to write something for this blog about Curlew, but each time I try, I get in a mess. It’s because there is too much to write for one blog post and I can’t get it straight in my mind as to how to structure it. So you’ll have to wait – although until now you didn’t know you were waiting for it, did you?
As I focussed my eyes when I woke this morning I started thinking about Curlews and realised that the time was 3-something and that it was just getting light. The time changed almost immediately to 4am and I recalled that it had been 9-something when I fell asleep so I’d had six hours sleep and I was now in the position of being able to listen to the dawn chorus so I sat at the bottom of the garden for 20 minutes listening to the Blackbirds, some distant traffic noise and a surprising number of clucking chickens.
A Pipistrelle Bat was flying around making the most of the still air and I added Great Tit, Robin and distant Pheasant to the daily bird list – all useful species to have added before 430am. And then a Cuckoo started singing. That’s my second record from the garden this year and the other was over a month ago on St George’s Day and was only a brief burst of song. This year’s records are the first since 20 May 2014 for my little plot of land.
But I still can’t get Curlews straight and if clarity hasn’t arrived to my thoughts about something overnight and after a bit of early morning cogitation then it’s best to leave it and do something else. So I am.
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What a delightful ‘I can’t write a blog’, blog.
A lovely distraction from the nonsense at the head of our country.
I’ve been relying on cuckoo I recorded in Glen Torridon, and Gairloch this time last year. But I have heard curlew for real.
Looking forward to the curlew blog now.
Pleased to hear that you have heard a Cuckoo. There do seem to be more sightings ( or hearings) in lowland England this year. Here in North Somerset I think it has been the best year since 2008. The problem is, I think that there is one wide ranging ( unmated?) Male that is constantly calling rather than an extra Cuckoo.