Dancing with Kites.

 

Over the garden a red kite mewling like a kitten, so close I could reach out my hand and brush the polished perfect feathers.

Kite silhouette again the racing  blue sky, the cat crouches low and the bird is gone, piping and laughing into the clouds.

And now another and another.

They twist around each other, wings touching the roof tops delighting in the fitful wind, hail flung after them and the sunlight chasing them.

Flame forked tails angle and the birds turn, quartering the spring sky into slabs of changing colour. Four birds over my tiny garden, calling to each other for the whole spring day.

Flirting, testing partners, laughing: dancing.

 

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14 thoughts on “Dancing with Kites.

  1. Jet Eliot says:

    Oh so delightful to see and read about the red kites, Cathy. This species has had such population troubles, it is heartwarming to hear of them in your garden; glad the reintroduction is working. We don’t get this species in the U.S., so it is lovely to see them here, thank you.

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