I noticed the hit counter on the blog broke 1000 views this past Friday, and to celebrate I am posting one of my favourite photos. For the past few years I have headed out with my oldest friend, James, and his Dad, Jack, for a cross country skiing trip up by their cottage North of Kingston, ON. We’ve known each other for . . . actually, it will be 25 years in January! . . . and we always have a good time together.
This past year there was almost no snow to speak of, so we broke out the ice skates and basically played pond hockey for about 3 days straight. The weather was amazing—clear skies and bright sun all the time. I only had my Kodak point-and-shoot with me, but that little workhorse produced some great images. This is my favourite from the weekend. Father and son passing the puck back and forth along a huge lake, as has been done for so many years. Just us and the ice—poetry in motion. I can’t wait for this year’s trip!