Posted by: atowhee | October 6, 2021


The Zen of kite flying.
No strings attached.
Air is a fluid bearing weight far greater than nothing.
The tail is a rudder through life.
Wing is the thing. No wing no kite. Wing is the point, has the point, points the way.
Yellow–feet, eyes, the outer limits of the being, seeing, treeing, watching, clutching.

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  1. Exquisite photos and commentary, too. Best, Babsje

  2. Kites are a favorite of mine and your description is excellent.

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