Go Fly a Kite

TH's sanding machine was sooo noisy it forced me to teleconference with RLA outside of the Sugar Shack. After fighting the fierce south wind on my return to the SS, I quickly ran into the closet and fetched RLA's never used before red biplane kite. (like the wind was going to cease if I didn't rush) TH assembled it in no time and found plenty of wind for flying. He claims that was most fun that he's had in a year, without tools that is.

Poor Higgins must have thought there was an enormous red attack air monster. She has found protection under the desk and is sleeping safely at my feet. Anyone recall how she clings to Bapa and stays on his lap during the fireworks?

If the winds weren't so strong the little canoe dog would have convinced TH to take her out for their first voyage of the season. But darn, that red monster appeared. Maybe tomorrow Higgins.

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The Pussy Willows are also early. Meow.....