We have been cocooned away inside a lot this week, keeping warm and out of the snow and ice. Saturday morning brought with it bright sunshine and the beginnings of a thaw. It seemed the perfect opportunity to get some fresh air into our lungs so we set off for the highest point we know to fly our kite. The green fields below were mottled with snow, and in the skies above a glider was just setting out.
Ah, there’s nothing like a spot of kite flying!
Ooooh kite flying is so magical when you’re small. It looks arcticly-windy where you are!
let’s go fly a kite!
marvellous.
lucky kiddos
xx