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Last chance! Absolutely your last chance!

4 June 2017 by Simon Barnes 10 Comments

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Cuckoo!

Still calling, this fellow. Been hard at it since the last week in April.

Eddie and I walked out onto the marsh and at once the cuckoo called cuckoo. Last chance, last chance in 2017 to meet a handsome cuckoo itching to make more cuckoos.

They love this watery valley, the cuckoos, and every year we’ve been here – this is our fifth spring – a cuckoo has sung hard for a good six weeks. Not much longer to go, then.

This year has been different. I’ve heard a female cuckoo on at least two occasions. (Same girl? Or two different ones?) The females don’t cuckoo, they make a rich, satisfied bubbling call that hangs in the air. Every chance, then, that this has been a happy spring. For the cuckoos, anyway.

Perhaps not for a luckless pair of reed warblers, saddled with the job of bringing up an overwhelming cuckoo chick, but things get complicated when you get sentimental about nature. It’s not as if a cuckoo has a moral choice about infant-care, or as if we had a duty to impose our own notions of morality onto cuckookind.

The facts is that the struggle to become an ancestor will continue for as long as life still lasts — in a million baffling and bewildering ways.

Soon enough the cuckoos will be heading south, to the rainforests of West Africa. The adult birds will mostly be retracing routes that have flown before: but what of that chick? Say that he is

successfully reared by those red warblers: how does he know where to go? How does he know to go at all? No one will tell him that staying on would be death, that there are no caterpillars to tide a cuckoo over an English winter.

Somehow, the young cuckoo will realise that he is not a reed warbler, but a cuckoo who must seek his own destiny. He will fly southwest, over-winter, and if all goes well, fly back north to seek a female. He will enjoy her company for the briefest of brief spans and then trust her with the task of artfully disposing of the resulting egg. And so become an ancestor.

Cuckoo! How does he even know how to sing that briefest and most compelling of songs?

Here’s Eddie’s blog:

Eddie’s blog day 4

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  1. Sophie Adams says

    4 June 2017 at 9:15 pm

    Lovely blog Eddie – how lovely to spend such precious moments in nature with your
    parents – Sophie

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  2. Kate Mitchell says

    4 June 2017 at 9:19 pm

    Eddie, your blog makes me so happy! I love your drawings but even more I love the joy you have in nature. You are an inspiration. The world would be a better place if there were more nature lovers like you and fewer soul destroying electronic devices. I look forward to reading more of your blogs- your Dad’s are pretty good too!
    Best wishes
    Kate

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  3. geoffalpe says

    4 June 2017 at 9:35 pm

    Eddie,It was a pleasure reading your blog. I grew up in your part of the world and although I no longer have relatives in the Loddon area,I make a p[lgrimage to that part of the world every year if possible. Keep it up please. In the words of Dirty Harry “make my day”.Geoff

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  4. Barbara Wheeler says

    4 June 2017 at 9:58 pm

    Thank you so much. Live in Waveney river area and not heard one for several yrs

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  5. David says

    4 June 2017 at 10:20 pm

    Great blog Eddie, thank you!

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  6. alisonrhodes2013 says

    5 June 2017 at 8:00 am

    Thank you for a nice blog this morning
    I am enjoying Eddies please tell him
    Alison

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  7. Rod Bee says

    5 June 2017 at 1:57 pm

    Good spotting Eddie and a clever blog. Love your drawing of the 4 spot chaser. Keep on watching and drawing.

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  8. aileen hogg says

    5 June 2017 at 2:11 pm

    Thanks to you and Eddie for your lovely blogs. I very much enjoy reading them!

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  9. John Moore. says

    5 June 2017 at 3:38 pm

    I don’t think I have ever seen a cuckoo but Eddie’s letter has described so well —– good wishes to him from John.

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  10. Anthony Bird says

    6 June 2017 at 11:25 am

    Thank you for all those wonderful questions, Simon, and to Eddie for the 4 Spot Chaser, please keep sending the blogs , I miss them when there is a gap!, Regards, Anthony

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