It was a Sunday in mid-May. We were in Suffolk, listening to a cuckoo in a wood near a nuclear power station, and the time seemed to stand still. On our way home, we stopped by a patch of heathland, and were serenaded for more than an hour by a pair of nightingales, who were drowning out the sound of the military aircraft that were rumbling overhead. It was a clear evening. There was a sundog before the dusk decended, and a tawny owl called into the night.

The Cuckoo - anon
The Cuckoo - a poem by Frederick Locker-Lampson (1857)
An account of the barley bird, by the Rev. Robert Forby (The Vocabulary of East Anglia, 1830)
Sweet Suffolk Owl - anon, possibly by Thomas Vautor, fl.1600-1620)

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    Field Recording / Sound Art, cuckoo, nightingales, barley bird, tawny owl, Frederick Locker-Lampson, Thomas Vautor, sweet suffolk owl, suffolk, westleton heath
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    • Norwich, UK
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