With tuppence for paper and strings, You can have your own set of wings, With your feet on the ground, You’re a bird in a flight, With your fist holding tight, To the string of your kite. Oh, oh, oh! Let’s go fly a kite, Up to the highest height! Let’s go fly a kite and send it soaring, Up through the atmosphere, Up where the air is clear, Oh, let’s go fly a kite!
I have posted him before, but this theme meant memories…
Almost exactly two years ago, I found this magnificent kite in the forest, lying on his back in poor condition. So – I took him to the expert to save him, if possible. At first he seemed not too badly hurt and for some days we had hopes for him to be able to fly again.
Unfortunately the veterinaries couldn’t save this beautiful bird – letting him go without him having full control of body and wings would starve him to death. So, my try to ”fly a kite” was in vain. At least I’m grateful for having given him a second chance.
I’m sure he is soaring somewhere up there now…
Thank you, Cee for being featured!
Leya 
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A-C, at least he had a comfortable ending because of you. Beautiful bird.
I still think of him when I hear hos friends up there.
That I can understand … maybe he is up there …. *smile – I’m sure he was so thankful for his peaceful ending.
What a magnificent bird. You are so kind to have tried to save him. I am sure he is soaring high as you said. ❤
Sometimes I hear him – or his friend – when I walk where I found him.
Such beautiful photos. It was/is a sad story but everyone gave the best help they could. I am sure the kite knew it was in safe hands.
I think he did.
He is so gorgeous and so sad, in the end he’s soaring toward his own heavens.
He is there now, I believe. Sometimes I hear him or his friends when I walk up there where I found him.
So sad for this beautiful bird, Leya. At least he was well cared for before he died. I’m so glad you found him. 🙂
Me too.
You are welcome. Your rapture is gorgeous!!! 🙂
Thank you, Cee – he really was.
So important that you tried! What a magnificent bird. Thank you for working to save him, and for sharing his beauty with us. xo
I kept thinking of him for a long time afterwards. How he must have suffered – and how he got in that position where I found him. Strange and sad.