Amy and I went leaf peeping today at Little Buffalo State Park. We thought you might enjoy a few of the photos we took:
Amy named this one The Mushroom Tree.
Yes the evening rise was just starting. The lake was just stocked recently with rainbow breeders. There was a strong hatch coming off.
We had a blast and hope you enjoyed the pictures. 
Reminds me of a story I wrote for my dad after he passed
he was from your neck fo the woods;
It starts like this:
On a splendid autumn morning, floral leaves seen all around
Land covered vivid beauty, in a Pennsylvania town,
Light gusts blow through the branches, rail smoke is in the wind
Trees change to welcome winter, as this gentle tail begins.....
Thank you for your beautiful pictures.
For me they surely conjure up some wonderful memoriesâŚ
Steve Molcsan
Eric,
One wordâŚBEAUTIFUL!!! Thanks for sharing.
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SteveâŚwould you share the restâŚIâll understand if you donât
Sure is a pretty time of year. Thanks for sharing.
Joe
I would post it but not sure if it would be a hijack on Eric ?
Thanks for asking I love to share these stories, send me your email
and I can share it with you that way if you like.
Take care.
Steve
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I would post it but not sure if it would be a hijack on Eric ?
Thanks for asking I love to share these stories, send me your email
and I can share it with you that way if you like.
Take care.
Steve[/quote]
Steve,
Not a problem here, buddy. Matter of fact I would also like to read the rest of the poem. Might be really cool if you do it as a quote of my original post so you have the photos with it.
Beautiful Pics Eric and AmyâŚwe were driving to Lewisburg todayâŚmyself and two of the four IndiansâŚand I was admiring the beautiful leaves myselfâŚyour pictures are breath taking though.
WOWâŚnuff said
Beautiful pics! The foliage up here doesnât look nearly that vibrant.
I hope you enjoy this story I wrote for my Son and Father these photos of yours brings it all back!
Thank you!
Timeless Journey
On a splendid autumn morning, floral leaves seen all around
land covered vivid beauty, in a Pennsylvania town,
Light gusts blow through the branches, rail smoke is in the wind
trees change to welcome winter, as this gentle tail beginsâŚ
At a rail yard near Ross tavern, in a round house built of brick,
my Grandfather starts an engine, boosting to his Son she?s quick.
Now Grandfather?s an old timer on the Bessemer Lake Erie Line
one of the proudest engineers, this railroad will ever find.
He reaches his vest pocket for a watch that?s made of gold,
thirty years worked on these railways, many memories to be told.
His watch approaches seven as Grandfather says it time
his young Son can feel the Goosebumps as they roll out on the line.
Hitched up to a tender to make sure they make the run.
A test ride to Ohio, my Dad along for fun.
Smoke thunders from the Iron Horse, as they travel up the rail,
cross a trestle on a sand pile, through plum creek they really sail.
They glance off in the distance, there home in autumn glow
Grand pap pulls the handle, the mighty train whistles blows.
Grandma on the back porch, she waves because she knows
They?ll be home by sun down, beaming pride from head to toe.
Now years have past this memory, still vivid on Dad?s mind
with heartfelt pride he gives me, the gold watch from their pastime,
Often I recount their journey, still vivid on my mind,
cross land covered with beauty in that splendid autumn time
I?ll share this with my young son, a legacy to last
Our Fathers Timeless Journey from a splendid autumn pastâŚ
Thanks for sharing that Steve,as well as the picâs EricâŚWow that really hitâs yaâŚMy father was not a railroad workerâŚBut we spent a lot of time afeild this time of yearâŚ
Steve,
From one child of the Bessemer and Lake Erie Rail road to another, thank you! My grandfather was born around the turn of the 20th century and he retired from the B. & L.E. line. Grandfather worked in the diesel locomotive shop in Grove City, Pa. Of course he would have started out in the steam loco boiler shop. I wonder did our Grandfathers know each other?
You brought back some good memories for me too. When mom and dad got divorced mom moved us in with our grandparents. They had a big house out in the country near Harrisville, Pa. On clear, cool autumn nights I used to lay in bed listening to the powerful diesel engines of the B. & L.E. pulling the grade at McCoy Town and hear their horns at the Harmony Road crossing. Never failed to sooth me during those often troubled times. I would drift off to peaceful sleep to the sounds of a hard working nation. I could almost smell the rail smoke while reading your poem.
The Bessemer and Lake Erie Line isnât what she used to be but that is because of the lose of industry in her area. She is still in operation. Last I knew she still holds several world records for tonnage and so on.
The B. & L. E. :
Yes & WOW!
My Grandfather worked as an engineer out of the North Bessemer yard.
The story is all true including the sand piles that were used to shore up the
old tressel through plum creek. I have the gold watch framed and now will
also include your wonderful country photos and that wonderful one of the
BLE.
Thanks so very much,
To all my friends here at FAOL my thanks too!!! This is just what I needed!
Erik, Awesome pics 8) My wife and have the East in mind for a fall vacation. Weve got some awesome scenery here in Ory Gun also
Nighthawk, Amyâs âmushroom treeâ looks like a yellowpoplar ulippoplar ulip tree (Liriodendron tulipifera).
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liriodendron_tulipifera
Ed
Eric
Thanks for the great pics, Ann and I grew up in New Brunswick Canada, and out here in Alberta we do not get the vibrant colours like back home, I may ask for these pics every year just to fondly remember home. We will never leave here though. Love the mountains too muchâŚ
To All
The stories are wonderful shows that there is still a warm heart under that tough American shell, but then we are are all fly fishers(?) which means we are extra blessed anywayâŚ
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Thanks for the great pics, Ann and I grew up in New Brunswick Canada, and out here in Alberta we do not get the vibrant colours like back home, I may ask for these pics every year just to fondly remember home. We will never leave here though. Love the mountains too muchâŚ
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Yea, but you can take a quick drive up and see the Larch trees turn gold. I donât blame you, I wouldnât want to leave there either!
(not my pictures)
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Eric-simply awesome shots. Really some great shots.
Steve-very nice poem/story. Makes you stop and think about tradition and what we owe our predecessorsâŚ
There are larch trees, tamaracks, in several areas of the âLower 48â, including within view of Gates Lodge.
Ed
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