The Cuckoo

A Cuckoo calls, as clear as church bells on a quiet evening. It is 27th April and the first one I have heard this year. We walk further on in Lower Canfold Wood and hear it again. Is it the same bird or another one? Only males sing the familiar ‘Cuck-koo’ and are marking out a territory of about thirty hectares. Crossing Bookhurst Road into Upper Canfold Wood and Sayers Croft, we hear it again, more distant but unmistakable. The bird is elusive and as I look up into the trees I recall that Wordsworth had no better luck in catching sight of it:

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Litter Pick and Cemetery Tidying

I hope you are all well.  Despite the lock-down, at the beginning of this month a few of us from Ewhurst LEAP, and a larger number from Ellen’s Green, went litter picking for our weekend exercise.  We did not meet each other, but coordinated which roads were done.  Around Ewhurst these included the Shere, Peaslake, Holmbury and Ockley Roads, and the Ellen’s Green group did quite a few more.

Next month (in fact on Saturday 2nd May) Joanna has suggested that we clear up around the graves in the Civil Parish cemetery behind the Village Hall car park.  We should be able to do this and keep well apart.  Unfortunately you will have to bring your snacks and coffee with you.  It would also be better if you bring your own tools, and that we spread ourselves over the whole of Saturday.  If you want to borrow the (uncontaminated) LEAP tools I will be there with them at 10am.

If I don’t see you then, I wish you all safe and well for the rest of May.  Please don’t hesitate to contact me if there is anything LEAP can help with, either personally or for the Village as a whole.

Woodlands in April

I am sure that all the residents of Ewhurst are very glad in this time of lock-down to live in a village which has easy access to beautiful countryside. Walking in the area one is struck by the number of people who are out enjoying it: families with young children, young couples, students and school children who would normally be in stuffy classrooms, dog walkers (and even the occasional cat, as one neighbour told me, joins in the daily ritual of exercise), retired folk, cyclists, birdwatchers, pond dippers; they are all out there.

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