Just after dawn this morning we witnessed something very odd and heartening.
Everyone knows how the wicked cuckoo preys on the poor little birds (reed warblers, dunnocks, meadow pipits), laying an egg in their nests which hatches into a monster that evicts the other natural nestlings and grows huge on the tireless efforts of the adoptive parents.
This morning we heard the first cuckoos, up in the forestry. There were two males vying for territory, skirmishing in the treetops. Here is one.
The two birds had quite distinct calls so we could monitor their conversation! Both had the striped breast that is said to mimic a sparrow hawk — a cunning ploy to frighten the prey hen bird from her nest and give the female cuckoo time to lay.
The little birds out and about today were mainly willow warblers and robins but whichever they were some of them were not afraid of the cuckoos.
In fact groups of little birds were attacking the relatively huge cuckoos and driving them off their perches so… Not just feckless victims!
Heroic little birds.