Kites

The Matar branch of the Culture Revival Movement has been pushing the idea of a regular multi-day festival around this time, with kites and food and such. Thought it was as good a reason as any to grab some people and take a break from the wars.

Flew kites and had a picnic on Matar. Mostly 1st-shift and kin. Found an island with beaches and good wind. A pleasant outing, although Camille was true to form and caused a few tense moments.

It was interesting to see the different ways we scrambled to try to help. Even though most of our efforts weren't needed, it's good to know we have... diversity. Back-ups. If-not-this-then-this.

I dropped by home beforehand and picked up Kerem, along with Maako and Maia and food. Kerem made her kite dance. She also heated the food and was generally useful around people she didn't yet know. I owe her so much. She didn't catch at the gathering, and she's sad about that. I know she'd like a daughter. Maia's heavy feeding didn't help her chances, and to cap it all, Maia's now teething.

I'm looking for some special gifts for Kerem.