“Fly away like a kite” says the fourth line of the poem and here’s the kite. I’ve been told my last entry didn’t display correctly, at least not on all computers (thanks for information once again!) but I can see all images. I hope this was just a small lapse of internet’s good health. Today I’m going to do Babies no. 12, last picture; the sky is meant to get darker with each page and I want to check both ends of gradation first. And then two chapters of Clash of Kings as a reward.