Earlier this month, I took about half an hour off to fly a kite.
Even with the wind we get here in Lynn Canal, we don’t fly kites often. Chores and projects occupy most of our time, of course. Also, we need to carefully choose where to fly a kite—downwind of the wind generator, for instance.
I like to fly kites, but I don’t need to do it for long. I like to send them up, tie them down, and do something else: eat a picnic lunch, read a book, play a game. I consider kites almost as much decoration as recreation, I guess.
As such, it took a long time to finally get around to flying my kite, but eventually, I made it. And, it felt good!
My pocket kite in action from the north boundary rock above Lynn Canal (Photo: Mark A. Zeiger).
I stuck to flying the kite instead of doing anything else, except I confess to watching the water next to me for signs of fish.
I haven’t flown a kite for a very long time. Thanks for posting Mark….I’ve got to get a kite. In Missouri, March is our windy month and has always been the time for kite flying.
Eva, central Washington, the first place I remember living, had seasons that seemed to perfectly match what the kindergarten books and bulletin boards said they should, and March was supposed to be the windy month there, too. I seem to remember we flew kites in the summer a lot, but my brother and I would get “kite fever” in March and would always have plenty of wind for them then.