Kites

The first time I saw them was not in the sky, but in the trees. These trees were close to a village next to the road and were dotted, or rather squared, with what looked like A4 sizes pieces of white. Either the children were very active in the kite flying department, or they were very bad and very but determined to improve.

The next encounter was about 30 minutes later, where I was the little white squares floating in the sky. It is so nice to see people, or imagine them, for that matter, pulling on a string attached to a paper frame in the sky. It is so far removed from me sitting alone in front of my computer, guiding a character or two, downloading yet another film or punishing some pixels.