We've had a few failed kite-flying attempts recently, but today's afternoon breezes seemed to provide the perfect conditions. They did - at least temporarily. A few minutes after this shot, a strong gust ripped the kite from Ace's hands. Daddy took off in hot pursuit, but the spool rattled over the houses you see in the distance, across a major avenue, and ended up tangled in a tree about 30 feet off the ground.
The kite then continued to fly beautifully, high above a nearby apartment complex! Two hours later we could still see the kite from our porch - two blocks away and a few hundred feet in the air - darting and dipping in the sunset.