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Ah, Go Fly a Kite.

Posted by Dirck on 29 May, 2015

Not last summer, but the one previous, my son and I were flying his first kite.  He was making a game of letting go of the string and watching Daddy dive for the reel, because kids are silly.  Then came the time when, after nodding solemnly at my explanation of why that’s a bad idea, he did it again and discovered that sometimes kite is faster than Daddy.  To add to the trauma, the thing stayed aloft after the reel caught in the top branches of a tree at the edge of the park, and remained visible from our house for thirty-six hours.  That’s a day and a half of explaining to a little kid why it’s impossible to retrieve that thing that’s right there where you can see it.

I suggested getting a new kite last week.  He went pale and shook his head.  Thus, I turn to watching things fly in a vicarious manner to retain my childish inward glow.

First, something nostalgic:

And then something which should be nostalgic, but which for reasons of technological advance moving in fits and starts still seems futuristic:

I think I will get a kite anyway.  One lost kite should not cut the nipper off from a lifetime of enjoying the sensation of the wind tugging on a string.

Today’s pen: Sheaffer Sovereign II
Today’s ink: Herbin Éclat de Saphir

3 Responses to “Ah, Go Fly a Kite.”

  1. AndrewMB said

    That’s a day and a half of explaining to a little kid why it’s impossible to retrieve that thing that’s right there where you can see it.

    ….the grand pageant of life. I continue to read your blog for these wonderful observations.

  2. Brian said

    Tell your son he’s lucky his actually flew. 36 hours, that’s how much of my life I’ve spent running up and down fields and streets trying to get a kite to actually take to the air. If you want to add to his future-therapy payload, show him Charlie Brown’s Kiteus Eatemupus (which is, of course, Latin for kite-eating tree).

    • We’re pretty well situated for kite-flying– there’s at least 500km of nothing an air-mass gets troubled by in all directions from here. I boggle at the paucity of wind turbines in this province.

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