On the first day of Spring we met our friends at the beach and flew kites. The weather was glorious and the wind was perfect - the kites almost flew themselves. How wonderful.
Mishi, running along pulling a kite, with the biggest smile on her face, said "this is so enjoyable".
The sky really was that perfectly blue. And the sweet little hill of Fingal sat there looking lovely beside the waves. We didn't walk to the lighthouse this time, but enjoyed the beach and the sand and collecting rocks and shells. And flying kites - feeling the power and the imagining the freedom of flying.
What better way to spend the first day of Spring.