I love flying kites. I love flying kites on the beach even more...but that's another post (it's not really). Seeing a kite in the sky and holding the other end of the string is a magical feeling! I'm wiping away magical tears right now. We live near and dear to a windy park and it seems like any day of the week we could get our fly on.
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an innocent bystander in magical awe |
Maybe you've seen some of the kitey celebrations circulating Blogland, but here are two of my faves.
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what tops homemade kites? |
Tracy Lau
Ashley Rose via Green Wedding Shoes
Oh my gosh! I'm dying because I just put it together that these great cakes I've been seeing are YOU! Look at you! I have a baby, you start a successful cake business! Don't you even want to see my baby...she wants to see you!
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I love this litle cake. Of course I love the boy flier, the man flier, the enraptured gazer, and you. And the kite.
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