I went flying a kite last week but we couldn't get it up because there was no wind. In our reading group we read a poem about flying a kite but none of us had ever done it. We loved the poem so much that we all wanted to try. Me and Ann went up the hill and ran down but we couldn't get it to fly. But we took some photos and had a laugh and it was a really uplifting day. Even though there was no wind, it was a breath of fresh air within me. Waiting for the wind to arrive to play out again. Old but feel so young. Give it a try.
Lynda Benson
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