Beneath the canvas Of blue skies above A vista unfolds What's not to love? The horizon stretches Vast and wide Inviting dreams To soar and glide
Kites take flight Colourful and bold Their strings entwined Needing strength to hold They twist and turn In the boundless expanse Flying with the wind In an effortless dance
Love you so much Treasured sons Beloved Mum xxxxx
St Ives this morning Nasturtiums in the garden Walking down to Porthmeor. Kites flying in the breeze Quite busy today The kites all strung together Squid, dolphins and whales Beautiful blues The harbour Big clouds, but sunny where we are