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Jennifer Sanford
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I think of kite flying whenever spring comes. Itís a magical time. The winds pick up, the skies fill up with kites, and itís really fun. Itís about being a kid again. It releases something within you that just soars.

I remember being in Blacksburg, Virginia, years ago, flying a kite in a rainstorm and not wanting to give it up. But then it looked like there might be lightning, and of course we did have to quit.

In Syracuse weíve flown kites at Onondaga Lake, at Westcott Reservoir and at Green Lakes. My husband has a snow goose kite. The gulls are often curious. People watch but are usually hesitant to try kite flying.

Summer breezes lift
gull and dragon kites across
Onondaga Lake

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