Finally, it has been warm enough to open some windows.
Letting in the warm air, listening to the chirping birds, brightening and freshening the house; it’s a good thing.
People who know me well know I do not like the wind.
But at a kite festival, it is a necessary evil. The sun and the wind made for a perfect kite flying day. Kites of every imaginable shape and size soared high above: a purple octopus, a teddy bear, a blow fish, and even one our children dubbed “the underpants kite.” It was fascinating and fun.
The thing I loved the best, though, was the rippling movement and the light shimmering on these flags.
Sometimes, a little wind is a good thing.