What could be better on a blustery March day than getting the chance to fly a kite? I say "chance" because it was pretty iffy that I'd even get the thing strung, much less airborne. You'll notice me in the background working away. For his part, Samson was content just to run around the park.
We did get the kite aloft, briefly, but it was hardly the kind of performance you'd write a novel about. On the plus side, I'm not sure Samson knows exactly how high a kite is supposed to go. So for now, he may very well think that I'm some kind of kite-flying superninja.
We upgraded after the paper kite tore, but by then the wind had died down. And it was getting kind of cold. But next time, look out...
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