Skating on Thin Ice

There was someone in the distance enjoying a rare opportunity to enjoy a skate on the frozen tarn. 'There's my blip for the day,' I thought, as they skated into view. Not having my head on today, the camera was tucked away in a pocket. By the time I'd freed my hands from my thick winter mitts and got ready to take the picture, the skater had gone. They never reappeared. It's a total mystery. Just my damn luck. I hate it when I miss a good blip.