I was a little worried that a piece or two may have gotten lost in my journeys, but it was all there. On our last move, my husband was ready to throw it out, but I disagreed. In fact, I’d never flown it since moving here in 2011. I only flew the kite once or twice after that, as it followed me to New Mexico and then Texas. Besides, that was one of the benefits of kite flying – keeping your distance to avoid entanglement. I’m sure I could have gotten some pointers if I’d asked, but I liked figuring it out myself. I envied a bit those who could manage two and three at a time, getting one up, then tethering it to something while getting the next up. I did manage to get it into the air on my own and was able to keep it there, although I didn’t intentionally try any tricks. It’s a trick kite, which I’d never flown before, but I needed something that could handle the coastal winds and yet wasn’t too fancy. I bought it on a four-day trip at the Washington State coast so I could join the others flying kites in the off-shore winds over the Pacific Ocean. Tired of sitting at my computer, I dug out my old kite and went outside. Contrast that with the sub-30☏/-1☌ freezing fog we’ve had all day today, and you’ll grasp why we refer to it as the West Texas Rollercoaster. After some ten days of interminable winds with blowing sand and dust, the air was clear with a strong breeze to keep the 78☏/26☌ temperature from being too hot.

Monday was one of those beautiful west Texas desert winter days we get. Regardless, I decided it was time to go fly a kite. I don’t know if that’s because kite flying has been replaced by so many other possible activities, or if more direct phrases such as “go away” or “go to hell” have become more generally acceptable. The phrase is not as common as it once was. Image by lumpi from Pixabay When was the last time someone told you to “go fly a kite”?

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