The lake itself was calm and the waves were gently lapping at the frozen shoreline. Walking down the trail from the embankment to the water, I was already looking ahead to the water’s edge for the winning photo. But not quick enough. My son was on it first, a piece of driftwood that had been kissed by the waves and was now a frozen sculpture. It was going to be tough to beat the first photo of the day, but no one was going to give up. My husband and youngest son were all over the GoPro photos taking shots of the frozen rocks, the shoreline, and the lake itself. They were on the shore, in the water, on their knees, and even taking pictures of icicles from behind the ice, carefully tucking their hands in between the art that the lake had been busy creating. I was moved by how desperately they wanted to win. There was, after all, an entire $5.00 on the line and the losers had to write a journal page about the experience. A lame attempt at getting my sons to do some writing on Christmas break. What? Doesn’t everyone love to write?
We all knew it had nothing to do with money or the journal. It was about the bragging rights. The winner, the ice photo champion of 2017, because in our family, we don’t believe that everyone is a winner. You win some, you lose some, and that’s life. If you miss this one, then you man up and start preparing for the next opportunity. So here I am manning up. Yep, I lost, and I asked the winner if I could turn my journal entry into a blog. Trust me, I’m pretty competitive and losing was hard to take, but what a great way to end the year.
For me, 2018 is going to be a year of challenges, pushing the limits, and seeing where that takes me. Not that I don’t like where I’m at, but I’m always looking over the fence for the next grand adventure.
Book two of the WPS (Winnipeg Police Service) series, Out of Focus, is in the final stages of publishing. I’ve been writing book three of the series, and I have to say, I’m enjoying where the characters are taking me and excited to introduce a new character, McIvor Craig, who means well but always seems to find himself in trouble. His heart seems to be in the right place, but if he doesn’t get the rest of himself where it needs to be, he’s not going to make it to the end of the novel. He’s such a fun write that I’d hate to kill him off, but that’s the way the story goes sometimes, not everyone makes it to the end.
Speaking of endings - here it is.....Happy New Year!