Today was spent at the Dunstable Kite Festival up on the downs. Rain, cloud and little wind failed to put a dampener on proceedings:
A kite (airborne):
A (hippy) Kite (not airborne - and not going to be)
Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No... It's a frog!
Nothing interesting, just a flying crocodile:
Kites in love. Ahhhh...
Start of the alien invasion.
Run for the hills! Oh, we are on a hill...
I bought a windsock.