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A lone Kite

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mini poster by me, (c) 2014 Patrice Stanton

A lone Kite stopped by The Tree again this morning. I was outside (doing the smallest amount of yardwork that can qualify for the label) so I heard him make himself known upon his arrival.Just once(with the Kite’s signature DitDit duh-duh-duh, DitDit duh-duh-duh) then he was silent. Proudly perched and looking around. Unjoined by any fellow flock-members he took up preening a bit in the morning sunshine.

I took it all very personally (it’s been that kind of morning) so I started anthropomorphizing.

Perhaps he was the odd-man-out from the baker’s dozen Kites I’d noticed in The Tree a few mornings ago. I imagined in the animal kingdom it isn’t any easier being the third, or fifth, or in this case, the thirteenth wheel in your flock than it is for us humans in a tribe, klan, or neighborhood gang. But this guy was different (like me, I hoped); he could handle being the outsider (I’m feeling a bit estranged from a group myself these days – actually it’s the only group I’m in). Before getting on with my workI watched him groom himself for a moment (like I’d done earlier, even though not planning to go out to “group”).

When I looked back a few minutes later to “confirm” my theory of him being a Strong Independent Bird the branch was empty.

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Happily married 3rd-wave houseWife; opinionated; Liberty-loving defensive-firearms advocate; Jane-of-many-trades; Freelance graphic-design.

One thought on “A lone Kite

  1. Wow that was strange. I just wrote an very long comment but after I clicked submit my comment didn’t show up.

    Grrrr… well I’m not writing all that over again. Regardless, just wanted to say fantastic blog!

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