Saturday, May 9, 2015
The High and the Mighty
Blustery kite weather this afternoon and my charmers along with Ava’s grandfather had a lot of fun flying this butterfly and ladybug. The hand to my mouth is when the kites nearly collided in midair. Luckily my daughter is a skilled navigator and no harm was done. Though, on my own, I managed to slam the butterfly into the top of a tree—and amazingly pulled it down without damaging it. Thanks to Aunt Meta and Uncle Bob for sending the aerial fun.
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7 comments:
Fun in the wind. Nice kites, nice photos.
I used to love flying kites. haven't done so in a long time. This brings back memories
Thanks, Oscar.
Charles, one (of many) great things about fatherhood at middle-age; reliving the past.
I love watching kites -- likely because I've never been able to get one off the ground. For me they are simply magic.
Kites have greatly improved, Rich. I just stand in place and the air current lifts it a good seventy feet off the ground. In the old days I remember running like mad to get it airborne.
Ava is enjoying a magical childhood. On windy days, I often think back to the kites of my youth.
Oh, I love this photo.
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