Today, getting towards the end of the real Spring Month of May, the weeks of the Maypole, Black and Hawthorn blossom, the month of the fabulous Nightingale and the iconic Cuckoo, these two embrace the very essence of the coming summer. They sing of the time when they will find a partner and nest, in fact that is why they vocalise to find a mate.
Nightingales are still shouting out for a mate as are the cuckoos at Northward Hill and indeed at Cliffe Pools.
I have yet, this year to hear the amazing bubbling call of the female. No doubt I will hear her soon, as she mates and starts her quest for a suitable host amongst the local Reed Warbler or Dunnock population fairly close to Bromhey Farm.