As I walk along the beach I smile when I see parents showing their kids how to fly a kite. The winds off the ocean make it the perfect place to fly a kite.
I remember carefree days flying kites. Spring was the best time of year for it. By summer the wind was almost non-existent so kites wouldn't fly no matter how fast you ran.
The other day there was a couple flying kites connected to each other. It was different to watch. Yes, I did with a bit of envy.
I think kite flying would be fun to do again. See there's still a kid inside of me.