Kite Flying

Good day for it. Still windy, but feeling liking the Siberian Spring is running out of puff. A bit.

I really should have went over and helped instead of clicking away with the camera, but it was just awe-inspring to watch one man trying to launch a kite all on his tod. First of the season and there seemed to be a lot of twisted lines, judging by the amount of time he spent stepping back and forward stooping and untangling and cursing. I'm sure he did shout over at one point if I could go over and give him a hand but his words were carried off in a big gust. Hadn't a clue what he said, just made a sign like a big pair of scissors.

Luckily a good Samaritan came to his rescue and he managed to get it up.

So to speak.