So this morning I went out to the beach to read the Word. Yeah... and I found a guy flying so I stood there and stared for about 5 minutes. (For those who don't know, I'm a kite-obsessed blogger... of course, *I* still haven't mastered the world of tricks...) He called me over and we chatted it up for about half an hour. he handed me the lines and whoosh! No. More. Wind. completely died.
I just went outside again to see if he was there (he said he'd be there off and on all day), but no such luck. Just some kids flailing their arms around pretending like they know what they're doing.