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Photo-a-Day  (Sunday, 9th May, 2021)

Duck Pond


Duck Pond
Duck Pond at St Michaels, Dalton.

Photo: Mick Byrne  (Panasonic DMC-TZ100)
Views: 2,250

Comment by: Cyril on 9th May 2021 at 00:15

Very tranquil scene Mick.

Comment by: broady on 9th May 2021 at 02:57

Nice photo Mick. Not been to Dalton in yonks.

Comment by: James Hanson on 9th May 2021 at 07:14

Just short of a few ducks

Comment by: Veronica on 9th May 2021 at 07:30

Yes I have to say that is a good one ... it looks professional.... even without the ducks.

Comment by: DTease on 9th May 2021 at 08:38

Did the ducks see you coming Mick?

Comment by: Irene Roberts on 9th May 2021 at 08:48

A very atmospheric photo. I can just imagine browsing in a book shop and seeing it on the front cover of a Mystery story.

Comment by: Mick on 9th May 2021 at 09:10

In 2011 a young couple from Roby Mill, Ian and Gemma Redmond got married at St Michael and All Angels Church, 10 days later Ian was buried in the grave yard after being killed by a shark while on Honeymoon in the Seychelles
You can read all about it here

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-lancashire-14712947

Comment by: Jembo on 9th May 2021 at 14:46

Nice photograph. One for West Lancs Photo a Day.

Comment by: Edna on 9th May 2021 at 17:41

I was just going to ask which church was this, then I saw your comment Mick.I remember reading about the young couple in the Daily Mail.That was so tragic. I didn't realise it was so long ago.

Comment by: lock lass on 9th May 2021 at 18:47

Lovely photo Mick. I love the reflection in the pond and the eeriness of the trees. Thanks.

Comment by: JC on 9th May 2021 at 18:50

Not many comments on this picture Mick, is it because its not on a bus route.
Interesting to read about the man getting killed in a shark attack, I remember it happening but didn't know he was buried in this graveyard

Comment by: f on 9th May 2021 at 23:00

When I see ponds,
I think frog spawn and newts,
Summer days of childhood ,
and my soggy wellie boots,
Long days of Summer,
that never seemed to end
just running with adventure ,
the free wind a loving friend,
even in the darkness,
the velvet summer breeze,
nothing seemed to matter,
and I gulped it all with ease..

Comment by: Edna on 10th May 2021 at 09:21

Very good f you summed it up nicely.

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