Kids and kites. A perfect image of remembered innocence , but from the flyer’s earthbound stance there is always more. I am reminded of an east coast sea wall and my own kite. Shaped like a huge eagle in flight it swooped and tugged to escape as I wound it out slowly , watching it become smaller as it climbed high and out over the sea. At times it felt as if I was fighting the sky for ownership of this thing which could never fly alone…
Kids and kites. A perfect image of remembered innocence , but from the flyer’s earthbound stance there is always more. I am reminded of an east coast sea wall and my own kite. Shaped like a huge eagle in flight it swooped and tugged to escape as I wound it out slowly , watching it become smaller as it climbed high and out over the sea. At times it felt as if I was fighting the sky for ownership of this thing which could never fly alone…