Friday, December 9, 2011

K is for Kite




I know I just did K is for Key. But this morning, I got out of my car in the barren parking lot at the concrete office building where I work, which is located by railroad tracks, a confluence of major highways and general industrial nothingness--but caught in one of the stunted trees was a kite. A kite! How did it get there? Who on earth was flying a kite in this blighted section of a blighted city? Someone with more optimism than luck. So I repeat my K post in honor of that stalwart person who dares to fly despite the odds.
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5 comments:

  1. GiseleDecember 9, 2011 at 4:25 PM

    I love the reflection!

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  2. AnonymousDecember 9, 2011 at 4:53 PM

    Looks like a Kite Kaught in a Kwagmire to me. Artistique!

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  3. ~ValDecember 9, 2011 at 7:18 PM

    I really like this - and your caption "makes" this image for me.

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  4. AnonymousDecember 9, 2011 at 7:24 PM

    I too really like this. It kind of trips me out, but I like it.

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  5. AnonymousDecember 17, 2011 at 8:04 AM

    A very symbolic image. Love the accompaning sentiment.

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