Well I hope you all enjoyed a wonderful Thanksgiving and time with your family. I figured I would share this little nugget of brilliance with you as your turkey induced sleep wears off. This is the oldest covered bridge in Lancaster county and it was fixed maybe two years ago after a box truck hit the entrance. So this past week a driver from Georgia was driving an 18 wheeler and seemingly has no clue what height is, decided it would be no problem to drive their rig through this bridge! The huge orange sign reads 10 ft 6 inches and this morons truck was 13 feet 4 inches so there was a slight issue here. So they decided to go ahead and upon hitting the entrance, their brain didn’t say stop, it said keep going, no problem! they ripped every cross brace but one off on one side and screwed up a lot of other structural things. You also see the weight limit sign which is 20 tons or 44,000 lb , and an unloaded rig starts at 35,000 lbs. So since they are not a quitter, they got as far as the other end and got stuck, so they then tried backing out destroying more of the bridge! In the end the fire company was called and they got the rig out of there. One last thing, if the tractor had gotten out the end, the road drops downward and the trailer would have pivoted up and torn the roof off! to see more photos visit the Farmersville fire co Facebook page.

This horse and buggy is enjoying a quiet ride on an Autumn day in Lancaster County.

This old stone Church is framed by the mature trees in all their fall splendor. A few of the windows reflect the autumn color.

Two wagons full of harvested feed corn sit waiting to be unloaded into the barn.

This was captured in my hometown park about a week ago and includes peak fall trees and Azaleas? I have no clue why Azaleas are blooming in the fall but these have been doing this the last several years. I always thought Azaleas were a late spring bloomer but what do I know. I don’t think these colors really work together but it is an interesting sight.

I snapped this in late summer as mom,pop and jr were meandering about the pasture. They should have named him spitfire, because every now and then he would just take off at full speed using every muscle he had available. They remind me they just came from the hair salon with their fancy hair.

While this image is not that amazing, the backstory is kind of funny. The day before I snapped this photo I had stopped at a Mennonite farm about two miles up the road to ask if I could try a shot of their garden which was on it’s last hoorah. They kindly agreed so I set up my tripod and waited for the sun to get near the horizon for my shot. I usually shoot a series of exposures every couple minutes because there is a point where everything is just right. While I waited a young boy came out to see what I was doing, so I showed him my tablet with my composed image displayed. He took a look and says “hey, thats not bad” which I found sort of humorous. His father came out near dark and I asked if I could go in the barn to light the inside,to which he gladly agreed.

So the very next day I am going down the road and I notice these 4 kids had just left the one room school and headed up this farm lane which connected to another road. I knew they were eventually going to come up this hill so I sat in my car and waited with a long lens. I took a few as they approached and when they were about 30 yards away I heard the one in the front yell “hey Don”? I thought did I really just hear my name called out? Well it turns out this was the boy from the night before who gave me his analysis of my shot and he had the biggest smile on his face as he got closer. So to get even crazier, the oldest boy in the yellow shirt asks “are you Donald Reese” which was mind blowing. We have a little running joke at work because in the last month I have had at least 5 different Mennonite people meet me and When I say hi my name is Don, they say are you Donald Reese? The most recent one happened when I saw a nice barn and fall trees and pulled off the road to take a shot. As I snapped away I noticed the farmer walking out towards me so I prepared for trouble. I said hi can I help you? and he said “well there are some questions”. I told him I was local and was getting some fall photos and guess what he asked me, “Are you Donald Reese”? I said as a matter of fact I am, and this 40 or so year old man puts his hand by his knee and said I have been admiring your photos since I was this tall! I guess people have been taking note of my images over the years and I am honored by that!

This image was taken at the Lebanon V.A hospital and it is the second year in a row that I was blown away by the color in this grove of trees meant as a place to rest and just enjoy the quieter things in life. It’s as if every leaf is shouting “thank you” for all you have given for us!

A local farm stand is flush with pumpkins of all shapes and sizes.

I happened to drive by this porch of carved pumpkins during the day and decided to come back that evening. I had no idea if they would be lit or not but as I came up the road I could see the glow so I knew we were in business. This scene is about 10 feet off the road so getting a shot was very easy. What would a Halloween photo be without a little scare in the story? I parked in a field, grabbed my gear and headed across the road and that’s when I noticed a few were not lit? Other than the glowing pumpkins, it was very dark around them and as I set my tripod up a voice suddenly came from the dark porch saying I will have them all lit in a minute! Well after that unexpected surprise, they went inside and I commenced to adding a touch of light for that cool moonlit shot I had envisioned! It seems that creative endeavors done for the enjoyment of others are becoming increasingly scarce in a world of self absorbed people who have very little desire to do anything positive requiring the slightest effort! I know I am getting old when I feel the need to share what I see happening in society and maybe it runs in my genes because I did have some ancestors who were Preachers!

Another one room school delivers a fall message of hope using leaves and chain link fence.

Growing up eons ago we were always told to sit indian style in school. Fast forward to our more enlightened existence, we now ask kids to sit criss cross applesauce. I will never forget taking a photo in elementary school and I told the front row to sit indian style! Well the teachers head almost exploded at the damage that could have been done using this antiquated term! What a caption for a fence photo.

An ultralight slowly passes over an Amish family and gets a warm welcome to the country.