Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Windy Nights

Today was a hot day, in the 90s. This afternoon the wind picked up and the boys (all 3 of them) thought it was perfect kite flying weather. Paul had the kites Nancy had bought them last summer all ready to go for the trip. He put them together and off they went to the top of the hill to fly them. Ted's would only fly at the very end of the string, while Sam's preferred staying closer to the ground. What a great idea. Ted's is the blue jet and Sam's is the red box kite.

1 comment:

jack said...

Looks like a painting titled "An American Boyhood" -- or were you thinking of "Kite Rummer"?