Go Fly a Kite!!

At our age, no one has to tell us to "Go fly a kite"....we do it on our own!  So, are we 6 years or 60 plus years.  Or 7 years or 70 plus years?  Who cares?  We had fun at Agate Beach flying Jerry's new kite.

 Both Sandy and I tried our hand at it, even though Sandy said she didn't have any luck flying kites.  At least it was windy enough that we didn't have to run to get it airborne!

It seems that Don got the job of corralling the elusive and evasive kite.  It flew sideways to avoid his hands,

and dipped as he tried to grab the string.

Don heard it say, "nanny, nanny, boo, boo" as he turned around to confront it.

 Actions speak louder than words and I think Don is making some sort of hand gesture....

And once again it snuck around him.  I think he might be a bit frustrated at this point.

He takes a swing and misses.....

So close....it is almost time for the wayward kite to be taken down!

Finally, the cantankerous kite is captured!