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Monday, April 8, 2013


Let's go fly a kite!

The next time someone tells you to go fly a kite, I highly recommend doing so.  

It's been many years since I've done this. Most of my memories of kites consist of shredded Barbie and Sponge Bob kites tangled in the trees.  My upset, children would be standing underneath, plotting their rescue.

Over the weekend, my husband picked up this sweet little kite for our 11 year old son. He needed a little help getting it going...  After working with it for a few minutes, he came back in the house and announced the kite must be defective..."It won't fly." We both noticed the tail was still wound up and held together with a rubber band at the base of the kite.  He told us unfurling the tail wouldn't help... 

I put on my shoes and went out with him.  We have a big, open field right next to us.  It's a perfect place to fly a kite.  The breeze was blowing just right.  The sky and clouds were awesome.  Within minutes, his kite was up in the sky in all it's glory.  After giving Gabriel some pointers, he piloted his kite like a professional. He wanted everyone to come out and see how well he was doing.  That was as much fun for me as it was for him! 

When Gabriel was finished with Kite Flying 101, he handed it over to me and moved on to another sport.  I think it was whacking rocks with an aluminum bat... At any rate, I was left alone in this field. The wind was gently blowing, the sun was shining down on me and the birds were singing their April songs.  Our kite-colorful and animated, waggled and waved in the sky making me wonder what it would be like-to be like that kite-semi free, flying high above the ground, soaking in the glorious sunshine and without a care in the world.  Nice...

We can get so caught up in the everyday life around us. Writing this, I am amused with myself how a simple and childlike activity of flying a kite could allow me to make such a departure from things that would otherwise and unworthily occupy my mind.  I feel refreshed. 

So remember, if you ever want to tell me to "Go fly a kite..."  I'll go.  I might even skip.  ;)


  1. Love this post, Denise! How nice that something so unexpected came along that day to help you refresh. And how REALLY nice to see you writing again!

  2. :D It feels REALLY nice Carol! Thank you.


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