Kites (a type of small eagle) are a common bird of prey in these parts. And they are often attracted to me for some reason. I often look upwards to see one of these magnificent birds gliding around on the thermals just metres from my head. It’s strange, but I always feel a little more at peace when they arrive. I think that if I were to have an animal totem, this would be it…
Remind me sometime, to tell you about the day that Jack and I had a game of ‘frisbee fetch’ with a wild Brahminy Kite on the bank of the Fitzroy River.
Lost in Space Group – 5 Aug 2010