D E N I S E W E A V E R P H O T O G R A P H Y

On a windy day, 

the kind where my hair gets messed up 

and sticks to my lip gloss, 

I decide it's a perfect day to fly a kite. 

The wind, 

that otherwise is a nuisance, 

can also be comforting and make me smile. 

It can blow a fresh breeze 

into the open windows of my home, 

causing it to smell lovely. 

Wind can destroy

but it can also push my kite higher, 

causing it to soar to heights I never thought possible. 

Wind is something I hate in the winter 

because it's bitter and makes me shiver. 

But it feels good 

when I make it home safely 

and shut the door behind me. 

I unravel my scarf,

take off my hat, gloves and coat 

and just melt into the warmth of my home.

But even winter allows me to fly my kite.  

{photo from Polanoid.com}