A cool front blew in this morning. Thought we should take advantage of the 30 mph winds with our kite.
I could have stayed out there all day. Unfortunately, Henley would rather let go of the string and I ended up running across the field to get the kite before it was gone forever. In flipflops. And through thistles. And into an armadillo hole. Pretty sure that didn't happen in Mary Poppins.