Simple Pleasures

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Keeping in the spirit of this blog I want to talk about the fact that sometimes the simplest of pleasures are the best.
The most recent example of this was kite flying and a picnic on the beach.

It was a bright, warm day in Scotland (rare, I know) so we piled into the Softmint*, bought a picnic and off we went to the seaside with The Shins playing on the stereo and the car windows open.

The long-awaited flight of a beautiful multi-coloured striped kite I bought my friend for Christmas was perfect. The light wind, the warm sun, a picnic with your friends and paddling in the sea. The sheer simplicity and beauty of the kite in the air rendered a few 20 and 30 some-things speechless for a short while. I suspect it was the collective reminder of how simple life was when all you had to think about was flying your kite for the first time.


* The Softmint is our bright, mint-green coloured car. You can't lose her even in the dark.

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