When the blackbird babies hatched I rejoiced - not least because
tiptoeing around the brooding hen was tiresome - and I marveled
at the size of the firstborn. Sadness soon over took our little family;
some chicks disappeared, but the big first born remained and me
and her parents were thrilled as she got bigger and bigger.
A little louche, perhaps; and not very black.
And she has spots.
Erm, does anyone know what a cuckoo looks like?
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