Lincoln ducks

Duck in the reflecting pool
Kodak EasyShare Z730
2009

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Reflecting pool

Reflecting pool, Washington, DC
Kodak EasyShare Z730
2009

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Ohio River, from IN SR 62, Leavenworth, IN

Ohio River along State Road 62 west of Leavenworth, Indiana
Olympus Stylus Epic Zoom 80 (review)
Fujicolor 200
2006

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On the Water

Eagle Creek Reservoir may be one of Indianapolis’s premier recreation destinations, but it was built as a flood-control project. Big Eagle Creek kept overflowing its banks. More than once it flooded the little town of Traders Point, which used to nestle nearby where Lafayette Road (then US 52) intersected the creek. The flood control project was meant to end that – but it was also thought that the reservoir would partially submerge poor Traders Point. So in 1968, the town was razed. And then the site wasn’t submerged after all, and the demolition of poor Traders Point turned out to be unnecessary.

I doubt that many who fish, boat, or otherwise enjoy the reservoir (as these three fellows appear to be doing) have any idea about Traders Point and its fate. Just what are these guys doing, anyway? Surfing? I had an 80-200mm zoom lens on my Pentax ME this day, and used it to get a closer look. I still couldn’t figure it out.

Film Photography, History

Captured: On the water

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Stories Told

Landing in the water hazard

Sunset over the 14th Fairway

My house isn’t much, just a little brick ranch, but I like it. The neighborhood is in slow decline, but it’s quiet. And all five times I’ve accidentally left my garage door up all day while I was at work, nobody robbed me blind.

My house backs up to a golf course. Lest you think I live in a hoity-toity golf community, know that the neighborhood came first by 25 years. And I don’t golf.

That’s not a water hazard in the photo, or at least not one the golf course planned. It’s what happens every time it rains. Water pools everywhere. My next-door neighbors, who’ve lived there for going on 30 years, tell me it was a lot worse before the golf course was built. It was a farm field then, and when it rained water ran into all of our back yards. I’m sure it filled my crawl space with water. But my neighbors’ house is on a concrete slab, and so the water just ran under their back door and into their kitchen. They love the golf course, not so much for the constant barrage of golf balls that land in their back yard, but for the way it leveled out the land. It really drains so much more effectively now.

That is, except when it really rains – and the 14th fairway becomes a river.

This happens a couple times every spring. Every time it does, my sump pump runs all night, making me wish it weren’t under my bedroom. Ah, homeownership.

I get a dozen golf balls a week in season. Read more about it.

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