Kite Hill

For the past two years I have visited a beautiful mound of earth that I have come to call "the hill." Each time I come to the hill, a new story is told to me as if the hill is my stage and the locals are the actors in this daily play. On this particular day, over two-hundred people gathered on the hill and flew kites of all different kinds. Seeing this for the first time was a moment I won't soon forget.