Kites

We had begun to think that it would be a quiet evening. Nothing was planned. The social calendar lay empty. The SconeLady sat perusing photos the way she always does when it is time for a fresh post. Suddenly one of our phones rang.

"We've got a customer!" one of us said.

Soon we heard the lovely daughter's voice sharing an idea. A great idea. "We're going to the park to fly kites - want to meet us?"


Within mere moments we had flown our coop, and both vehicles drew up to the park together.

"Grandpa! Grandma! You came!" said several voices, as children began spilling from the van. "We're going to FLY KITES!" 

Kite flying is a family tradition, much beloved. We all hold a great appreciation for the effort and the stamina that go into something like a kite. There is a kind of patience involved, and persistence that even the smallest can learn.

So out came the kites and the strings. Everybody dashed up the hill to the top, just as the sun was dipping downward behind the nearby mountains. It was dusk. It was lovely.

And all sorts of conversations bubbled up during the launch. School was discussed in between the plunging of kites and the untangling of strings. There were several false starts, and then - UP they went at almost the SAME TIME.

Someone saw the wind pick up and catch her kite. "Look mommy!", she called.

"I'm up, I'm up!" shouted her brother, who had been flying kites the longest. The kites were only feet away from each other, but this bothered no one. Grandpa was there, ready for any eventuality. All would be well.

The whirlwind of flying and shouting made me think of flying kites with this young mother and her brother, at numerous times and in numerous places. Lots of things had changed since those times, but this thing had not. The principles of flight remained the same, and the fun of it was ageless. 

Are you a young mother or father, and do you have a long afternoon or evening ahead of you?- with nothing to do? - Well grab your kids and a kite and go after it. Laughter will bubble up. Time will speed by! And fun will be had, most of all.

It won't be the first time a kite has saved the day. Just think of Mary Poppins. 

"With tuppence for paper and strings,

You can have your own set of wings.

With your feet on the ground

You're a bird in a flight

With your fist holding tight

To the string of your kite!

OHHHHHHH,

Let's go fly a kite, up to the highest height, 

Let's go fly a kite and send it soaring!

Up to the atmosphere, up where the air is clear.

Oh, let's go fly a kite!

See you along the way!
the SconeLady