
One day in NC I bought a tiny kite in a zippered pouch, the size of a hostess ding dong, that attached to my key ring. I justified this purchase as it was less than $1 and may come in handy when someone says,"Ah, Go Fly A Kite!" and I can oblige. Ha! Showed them.
Anyways...last Saturday was the perfect windy day for the Kite Festival at McCarren Park. Packed a little picnic lunch and off I went. Tons of kites. Tons of kids. Tons of tangles. Very awesome. And the
The Hungry March Band blew my mind. Best ever.
This picture is garbage quality since I took it facing the sun, but...