Apologies for the shaky jumbly recording; a videographer I ain’t.
Today, on this sunny but cold winter day most stayed home. Some didn’t, like me. After library curbside pickup, I drove out to Lake MI in hopes the dunesand hadn’t blocked the road to the state park’s parking lot. It hadn’t. Eric Clapton’s Journeyman bluesing on the CD player, I pulled into a slot between two cars of a dozen side by side, grills towards the water.
Wind rippled the sun on the water. What caught my eye though was the fool out there flying a kite. Not a Zephyr style with two sticks crossed, wrapped in paper, with a tied rag tail, it was one that looked like a mini-parasail, made of nylon, with pretty colors. Flying the kite in the bitter wind was a challenge for the man as it kept dipping and crashing into the sand – but it didn’t stop him. His passion was evident and he almost seemed to enjoy the challenge.
His undaunted spirit inspired others. A young couple got out of their car down near where he was. The young woman jumped on her boyfriend’s back and he started doing knee bends. The rest of us in our cars, voyeurs of living, watched them with awe and delight.
From winter’s chill springs
life and its wannabes –
Brendan is today’s host of earthweal’s Open Link Weekend.