One of my dearest memories is accompanying my dad to Santiago Sacatepéquez in Guatemala to photograph these beautiful multicolored giant kites.
So today he is no longer with us, and I am far from Guatemala but I am grateful to remember those magical times and to honor him with this Day of the Dead altar.
Wherever you are dad, may your spirit fly as gracefully and
freely as the kites you so loved to photograph.
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