I am certainly slowing down when it comes to shooting, but I still thoroughly enjoy capturing new images. This photograph was taken a few days ago in our local park which year after year never seems to disappoint in it’s display of autumn color. This park is very popular and I even played little league baseball here almost 50 years ago. Not sure if I ever told this story before but down the slope on the right is a pond and when I was in my early teens a bunch of my friends and I were sledding here. It was getting late and to be funny I pushed my friends sled toward the frozen pond so he would have to take a long walk to get it back! The entire pond was frozen except one 10 foot circle of open water at the edge where a spring fed in. Guess where the sled went? It went in and sank like a rock and I cannot remember how but my dad found out what happened the same day, so he loaded me up in the car to go retrieve the sled from the frozen pond! He stood there and ordered me to start walking in till I felt the sled! I think I was about waist deep and crying like a baby because all I could imagine was getting caught under the ice and dying. Needless to say we did not get the sled but my dad drove me to the store to buy a new one and deliver it to my friend’s front door the same night! I can tell you I never did that again!
Donald Reese Photography 
Sweet photograph. It truly does look like a painting.
Thanks Jerry!
Don, it’s so crazy the thing we remember from our youth. I love that story and I love this picture. I really enjoy all of the things you write to go with your pictures I always feel as though I am there. Thank you so much. Katy
Hey Katy, thank you for letting me know that. These kids nowadays have no idea how easy they have it!
No that is so true. If I did a third of what they get away with I would have been buried in the backyard 100 times, LOL Glad to know you are still taking pictures. I have been ill and had a couple of surgeries but on the road to recovery now so I getting back to being active again. Glad to be back and see that a few of you are still here.
Good to hear! the recovery, not the buried part.
Thanks a lot for that. I am fighting hard I’m not ready for the buried part either. LOL
First, your picture is beautiful!! Vibrant colors, and the beautiful clarity…
Second, your story fr 50 years gave me a good chuckle this morning!!
Just look how times have changed! Today everyone looks for a reason to SUE, very rarely taking responsibility 🤷🏼♀️
Thank you! With the way we were treated in the good old days, I should be a multi millionaire from suing people! I enjoyed getting a yardstick broken over my behind, my head held under a faucet by a science teacher etc etc. Of course I deserved it and I learned maybe don’t do that activity again?
This is so vibrant and such a cute little house!
that house was originally built by fur traders way back.
Wow! That’s a great story – though not for you at that time! 😉
that one is burned in permanent!
I can imagine! A near-drowning experience – under the watchful eye of your father. Ugh. Pretty serious punishment! To be honest? Those kinds of “good old days” I can live without.
It was at night too which only added to the drama!
Ooh! Awful for you!
Beautiful image, great story. If our parents were always nice, we wouldn’t have great stories.
you make a good point!
God created the colors & Donald captures & shares the beauty. Thanks for sharing a “growing up life lesson”
My pleasure,thanks!
Gorgeous!
thank you!
This park does have wonderful fall color. What is the name of the park, and what town is it in?
Thanks.
Pat Barconey
Loyd Roland park, Akron