Go Fly A Kite

A street vendor came by the other day with kites for sale. Anna chose a pink one and Abigail chose a black bird. A few days latter we had a few free minutes in the afternoon and headed up by the cemetery to keep away from the many low hanging high power electric lines in town to try out the kites. It was quite a blustery day as you can tell - Anna's kite took off and stayed up most of the time (we let out about 200 yards of string), Abigail's kite was unbalanced and was much more difficult to fly. It eventually snapped the main crossbow. I cut a new one out of a desert bush put it still proved difficult to fly. Remember to keep us held up in prayer no matter what type of weather blows!