We’ve been waiting all spring for enough wind to go kite flying and had grand visions of flying one on Easter; much to our delight, the wind picked up and we scrambled to find a good spot. Enduring the taunting of another family who was successfully flying their Olaf kite without problems, we couldn’t seem to keep our kite flying for more than five minutes.
After many failed attempts at kite flying, we left the trail with our heads down, and tails between our legs, trudging down the trail in defeat past the happy family successfully flying their kite. I think they pitied us.
Despite the kite fail, we had a relaxing Easter and everyone was in better spirits after eating Easter dinner en plein air.