Thus is the beginning of a poem I wrote about 40 years ago. I have never really come across a pond that I had envisioned when I first wrote that poem, until now. I came across this pond this past Sunday morning at a Father's day fishing event.
I had been invited by my son and his sons to go along on this Fathers day event and we had a great time. Now, I don't catch fish but I do " catch " happenings, and I took numerous photos. Yeah, it was so bad that my son told everyone that I was the " family " photographer. Not to far from the truth, I suspect.
Anyway, when I saw the pond where the fishing event was being held my poem suddenly popped back into my head and I said " This is it. This is the pond. " And now you can see it as well.
Actually it has been photoshopped some, basically to give it sort of a painting look, and you really have to click on this photo to make it bigger to see the total effect. The photo itself was taken with a DSLR and an 18 - 200mm lens, 1/320 sec @ f/5.6.
As a side story, my youngest grandson told me that he didn't like to fish and that he wasn't a " fisher guy ". Well, his dad did get him to fish some and, lo and behold, he got the trophy for catching the largest catfish; 3lbs something. He just may yet become a " fisher guy ".
Yeah, this is my world - the fishing, the fun and the fine life - and you are all welcome to it.
Except for the pond, that is mine alone and for my loved one :-)