Out and about today while checking on the red kite roost, I was watching a single red kite wheeling and swirling in the strong, chilly wind. Eight whooper swans flew overhead. Honking as they flew by. Down along the banks of the River Bann over some muddy, wet fields, a flock of over two hundred lapwings raised up and down, up and down. Away in the distance in another wet, muddy field, a dozen more whooper swans were feeding. Finally, as the sun went down, in darkness, fourteen red kites settled at the main roost.