Let's go fly a kite!

Last week, Heather, who seems to be the main character of my stories these days since we live in the same bed and breakfast, received a package from someone special.  In her package were two kites, on which were batman and one of the smurfs!  So, thanks to her special someone, Heather, Batman, Smurfie and I went to Venice Beach at Halfmoon Bay and flew her kites!  We had a fun time getting the kites up (it had been many years for the both of us, since either of us have attempted to fly kites!).  I tried to run with mine just dragging behind me to get mine (Batman) up.  Then, it turned out, the breeze off of the ocean was enough that all we had to do was simply hold it up and let the string out.  Oh.  So, we help up our kites, slowly let the string out and watched them float higher and higher until they were just little diamonds in the sky. We laughed at the fact that we are in our late 20's flying little flimsy Batman and Smurf kites on the beach and laughed because it was so much fun.  We walked around the beach a little with our kites flying, checked out the little natural streams going into the ocean from the land, watched the huge waves roll in, Heather did some dance kicks on the beach, and we shivered a little in the cold.  It was a great time.  We also laughed as each of our kites came diving down at least once and gladly blamed it on the upper level wind changes and not our kite-flying skills. It was as much fun flying kites on the beach as I expect it would be if we were children again.  We became little girls again, at least for a couple of hours.

Heather and Smurfie enjoying their long walk on the beach. 

This is the last time we saw Smurfie alive.

  

This is Heather chasing Smurfie after he jumped out of her hands and into the little stream which consequently washed him into the ocean.  And it was much too cold for us to dive in after him. Bye, bye Smurfie. RIP.

I yelled at the seagulls flying above to not bomb me.  One guess as to what happened . . . 

You guessed it.

So, for consolation, we drove down the coast and stopped at this homemade jam place and tasted some jam and had some really great strawberry apple cider to warm us up. It was a thrilling and funny day. : )

Happy Easter, everybody!