Were I but Free, I'd Take a Flight
The girls have flown kites without me. They've flown kites without a deep blue sky and in fields unsprinkled with buttercups and wild pinks.
This time was different, and I remembered my camera.
Piper flew for a bit and flopped for a bit longer.
They flew in tandem.
They soared solo.
They flew with a short leash
and with a long tail.
They left with a holler and a whoop.
With a tidy winding string.
With the end of a good thing.
I was ten again with a turn in the nest, and Millie approved.
4 comments :
These are all amazing shots, but that one of Susanna from, presumably, your back on the grass, is magic.
Thanks.
I was kneeling, but the grass was too inviting. After that, I spent most of the time lounging.
beautiful day! We got our kite out the other day and it flew up in the air and immediately the string snapped of dryrot.
I love the picture the above commenter commented on, and also the first black and white.
Wide open spaces. *sigh*
I know how to remedy your sighing for wide, open spaces. Really, I do!
You wanna hear it?!
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