Sunday 11th December (Another Sunday and Another Day to Remember)


Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a grey cloudy sky. From the lime trees opposite a wood pigeon cooed and on the roof a carrion crow cawed. At last some birds making a noise.

Today Mr. Kite enjoyed the sound of the birds but today is another sad anniversary. Three years ago today at seven in the morning Mr. Kite said, "Good bye", to his youngest son at Heathrow Airport. Sadly that was the last time he saw him alive. The Star went to Cambodia and made many friends.

On this sad day Mr. Kite and His lady went to Home Farm for the afternoon. In the surrounding fields rooks, jackdaws, pheasants and carrion crows fed. Overhead flocks of redwing and fieldfare flew. Now this is an English organic farm with sheep, pigs, cows and horses. However in one farm building Mr. Kite watched colourful cockatiels flying in a cage. In a Dutch barn peacocks from India sheltered from the rain. Mr. Kite fails to understand why these birds are here although they are very pretty.

After a pleasant afternoon Mr. Kite returned home for a Wychwood Wychcraft. Cheers.