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.
Fun in the wind. Nice kites, nice photos.
ReplyDeleteI used to love flying kites. haven't done so in a long time. This brings back memories
ReplyDeleteThanks, Oscar.
ReplyDeleteCharles, 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.
ReplyDeleteKites 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.
ReplyDeleteAva is enjoying a magical childhood. On windy days, I often think back to the kites of my youth.
ReplyDeleteOh, I love this photo.
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