Windy day. On a positive note, kite flying day.
As a youngster, in Lemitar, New Mexico my friend Leo and I loved to build and fly kites. We made them from newspaper or grocery sacks, paste, salt cedar twigs for ribs, and rags for a tail to provide the kite with stability. The kite's flight something magical considering the combination of materials. Oh, and kite string crochet string---actual kite string was too expensive and short. Lots of yardage on Mom's ball of crochet string. A kid could control this magnificent, man made object sailing the sky, catching the wind in its breast. Sometimes, they flew so high they were only a speck in the sky, oft times they crashed. All in a day's work kite flying.
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