Kites are like magic.
The Kid had been waiting a long time to fly a kite and our trip to the coast last weekend provided the perfect opportunity. Flying a kite is one of those magical things that brings you back to your youth. We were lucky enough to have two kites flying and to be able to tether the strings under rocks and let them soar on their own. Then one of the strings snapped and in a flash a kite was gone seemingly lost forever. But like magic the kite appeared in the air 200 yards away. The CEO went to investigate and found a Father and daughter flying the kite in hopes that it's rightful owners would come and get it.
Kites are like magic.
1 comment:
Fun. Do you remember the kite festivals we went to? All I remember is a hill and of course a lot of kites. Hey is the D and Z in the picture or is it D and T when the cousins and Aunt were visiting? Love you
K
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