Earlier this week, an email went out to members of the South Shore Camera Club letting us know that a bog owner in Plymouth had begun flooding his bogs. Let's just say that this news is irresistible for photographers. Photographing the cranberry harvest has been an autumn ritual for me for years.
I knew that my forever friend Cathy (we've known each other since we were toddlers) had the day off so I called and asked if she would like to accompany me. She had never seen cranberries being harvested and was truly amazed. In case the process is new to you as well, I'll try to explain. Cranberries may be harvested wet or dry; wet is far more colorful.
First, water is flooded into the bog. A machine not unlike an overgrown "eggbeater" is driven through the bog agitating the berries off the low growing bushes. The berries float to the top creating a glorious crimson field which is then corralled by a wide band.
Next, the cranberries are siphoned up into the trucks.
After watching for a while, we went for lunch to Plymouth Harbor where an art installation featuring colorful lobsters dotted the area.
The foliage in our area has been disappointing thus far, but as you can see, we still had a colorful day.