he rides up and down the bog with the 'threshing' machine, knocking the cranberries from the vines... when he finishes a pass he marks where he's been with long poles...
Great capture. How did the harvesting get done before the advent of this cunning device?
I seem to remember people riding about in boats whacking the bushes. Yes?
cranberries ... vines ... knocking ...?! Must come back later after I have got all the immediate-type knowledge on cranberries growing [being a translator this will take me a couple of hours only] LOL
Many thanks, dearest Mary, for the beautifully wrapped information = the thing I value highest.
What a great shot of a hard-working guy. I'd love to have a job like that, but you'd have to be careful of the stains...lol...nice and colorful and clear!!
"I never looked for it, gave it no name; yet I knew it always, when the gift of peace came. I stood quite still for the moment that it lasted...Then the light shifted slightly and the moment passed, leaving me...with the lasting echo of its presence.." Diana Gabaldon
Very inventive these Americans. Great post and good information. I didn't realize all this went on. Figured they picked them off vines, threw in a bucket and went about their work. Colors are awesome. Like this post.
You will be led to the knowledge of the internal things which are invisible to you, by the external things which you see before you. . . . Even so then, we can represent to ourselves in thought the Author of all that is, by contemplating and admiring the (visible) things which He has made, and ever brings into being.
- Hermes
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