Early yesterday morning, I dreamed… of wind. Of kite flying.
When I woke up, and looked out my window, there was wind. So I went kite flying.
I think I’ve got a great lifter kite now. And that’s precisely what I did that afternoon– put it up in the sky with a load of line laundry. But I could feel I was pushing my limits with the bright yellow fluorescent 30-lb. twine line I was using, not to mention I got a bad tangle when a handle came off (Gayla thought it was a good idea to make a stake winder with removable handles– go figure).
I also had to rush home quickly after an hour to make up a meeting with Social Security (was supposed to be at 13:30, wound up being at 14:30).
Hopefully there shall be good pictures tomorrow. There will be good wind, if the rain doesn’t come first.