Saturday, March 27, 2010

waiting for the fish to bite or waiting for wind to fly a kite . . .

. . . Or waiting around for Friday night or waiting perhaps for their Uncle Jake or a pot to boil or a better break or a string of pearls or a pair of pants or a wig with curls or another chance. Everyone is just waiting.—Dr. Seuss
Not incredibly windy at the Smithsonian Kite Festival today, but it was sunny and beautiful, with cherry blossoms and just about everything else blooming—a great day to go fly a kite . . .




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