The new resident

The latest addition to the family.

In Geneva we used to have a family of kites who came to nest in the trees growing in the forest area by the stream at the end of our garden. We watched them mate and then be proud parents of a young kite and we followed their life with considerable interest.

So when this young kite appeared we took it as a sign of good luck and are looking out for it here too.

The suggestion is that it nested in trees not far from us but that perhaps it fell out of its nest, or had a teenage revolt or at any rate seems to be at logger head with its parents.

It comes and sits on our garage wall and drives the dogs crazy.

We love to see it and wonder if it is a Kate or a Kevin,

a Khan or a Kumari.