Go Fly a Kite

Since it is only a block or so away, I head to the beach almost every morning to watch the sunrise. I never know what the dawn will offer. Will the cool wind or threat of rain mean I have the beach virtually to myself or will there be a big audience for the sun’s debut? Will I find a calm sea and a sky washed in soft pastels or a churning surf under steely blue clouds? Will I see more pelicans, gulls, and sand runners or birds of the human variety?

 

This day the wind was blowing and the surf pounding — prefect for a little kite flying.

Look like fun?