The Kite

It was so colourful.  Flying high.  A beautiful box kite.  It was like a very colourful star in the daytime sky.  Red, Yellow, Green and Blue.  It caught and kept my attention to the point of distraction.  There is something about a flying kite on a windy day that is just so….carefree.  So I turned my lens to the kite.  First shooting just the kite against the sky.  Then the story started to unfold before me. I pulled wide to take it all in.  The older gentleman in the hat, proudly flying his kite.  The small voice calling his name.  Grandpa.  The way he leaned towards her to hear her as she got close by.  A moment shared.  Hopefully a memory never forgotten.