At last – after a blooming cold winter, this morning Carole head the sound of the Hoopoe – each summer we welcome these outrageous birds to our garden, their distinctive call and crazy plumage are a delight. This morning is was admittedly more of a lower case “hoop – hoop”, probably saying why the hell did I leave Africa to come to the South of France, instead of “come on big boy, I’m waiting for you”.
They are happy birds, said to be bringers of good luck – a guide through difficulties – they are faithful and they are smelly.
Come on in Hoopoes, summer awaits you on Villa Roquette