winter kite flying

zoe and i flew a kite i got for christmas. i think it could use some maine air before its blowing in the indian wind. as much as i like this kite i would like to pass it on, along with other things i am bringing, to the indian children.

it was chilly, the wind would gust inconsistently, the sun was so bright, it was ideal maine kite flying conditions.

i like that a small, fragile, simple piece of fabric that lifts from the earth so easily, with only the assistance of the wind. we walk upon the earth, heavy, often stressed, and complex, we leave our mark.

and back to the earth everything goes.