Inspired by birdsong

Daffodils and a blue sky created a spring-like atmosphere this morning so that I was delighted to hear a cuckoo calling. - a sound I had missed while we lived in Northern Scotland....... Wait a minute! 'The cuckoo comes in April, sings his song in May'. Global warming gone crazy! The notes change. It's a pigeon calling to his mate!..... Fooled again.