12. April 2019

Cuckoos have arrived here this week! Their voices come out from wide green forest canopies and into me. A low two note tone that I sometimes also hear when I play my wooden flute. They seem to belong here in these woods, yet for half the year they live on the other side of the Sahara desert. Swallows are here too, just being themselves. Chirrupping on the wire and swooping in figure of eights in a way that says, ‘we belong everywhere’. It is easy to come to conclusions about why birds might...