The great natural bowl formed by the mountains resounds to the familiar disyllabic call of this bird.
She is the herald of Spring and the bringer of the bounties of the season.
Her hawk shadow passes over bush and tree sending the smaller songbirds deep into cover.
In their fleeting absence, she will lay an egg within the deserted nests and depart wraith like into the morning mist.
It is an avian deception and one that continues her line.
Photo: Cuckoo from the creative commons. Courtesy of the author.