When a little bud blooms,
The sun stays up longer,
And the tan grows deeper,
They say it is spring
They do, but it ain't spring yet,
Not until we hear the first call of a cuckoo!
The sun stays up longer,
And the tan grows deeper,
They say it is spring
They do, but it ain't spring yet,
Not until we hear the first call of a cuckoo!
Cuckoos are ideally not seen until mid April, but I guess I was lucky this year. More than anything, watching the bird personally was like an assurance that spring has indeed arrived and gone are the cold, dark days of the Winter!
A hint of luck before Easter, do you think?