March is for flying kites

I remember like it was yesterday, how exciting it was when the wind whipped around me in the spring…

And I knew it was kite flying weather.

I would work, ceaselessly, until I finally got my kite into the air. And I would watch it for hours.

There’s nothing quite like the thrill of flying a kite.

My sweet babes agree.

Would someone please tell that man to give the kid his kite?

  

It’s been beautiful kite flying weather around here lately.

I hope it lasts a little while longer.