I’ve never been much on flying kites, but this is certainly the month to do it. The last few days of constant winds reminded me of time spent making a kite from sticks and newspapers complete with tail of scrap fabric adorned with knotted “bows” that would stream in the wind. I ran and ran to get that old kite in the air, but rarely ever got lift off. If the wind caught it at all, the flying ended abruptly with the kite quickly crashing back to earth.
My brother on the other hand, had a couple of fancy store bought kites larger than I am. We ventured to a local school yard so he could show me how to fly a “real” kite. He had no trouble getting it aloft and after a few minutes handed the string to me. As soon as he turned it over, the wind caught the fabric, pulling me back and forth across the lawn several times before lifting me off the ground a few inches. I yelled; he laughed. I yelled some more and he laughed harder. When he finally took control and I was planted firmly on the ground once again, I was amazed at how much energy those few minutes had taken. Kite flying is definitely not my thing, but watching all shapes and sizes of these colorful designs dance in the sky can be fun for anyone…I’ll bring my camera and leave the flying for those with more strength and skill.
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