Does he know something we don’t about summer – he has arrived quite early……Really surprised to hear him when out and about yesterday morning.
Song: “When daisies pied and violets blue”
from Love’s Labours Lost
When daisies pied and violets blue
And lady-smocks all silver-white
And cuckoo-buds of yellow
Do paint the meadows with delight,
The cuckoo then, on every tree,
Mocks married men; for thus sings he:
“Cuckoo;
Cuckoo, cuckoo!” O, word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear!
When shepherds pipe on oaten straws,
And merry larks are ploughmen’s clocks,
When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws,
And maidens bleach their summer smocks,
The cuckoo then, on every tree,
Mocks married men; for thus sings he,
“Cuckoo;
Cuckoo, cuckoo!” O, word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear!
(this is something we have sung several times in Choir concerts. It really reflects this time of year in the countryside).
(ladies smock and blue bells)Other news is GOS achieved a “hole in one” in a competition match last week (and a large bar bill!!) We will never hear the last of it.
AND a little ewe lamb has unexpectedly produced a little ram lamb on her own, in the field . . . . . . . Good stuff.
Illustrated Country Diary 
Absolutely love your paintings. Discovered thanks to Wold Watercolor month. Love seeing flora and fauna from the marches here in N California. Diolch
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Thanks Deborah.
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