Strange November Light

The cranberries have been harvested,  and it is a bumper year. This means fall is over and the November rains and winds are here.

It was a cold rainy day yesterday. It had rained hard in the afternoon. As soon as the rain slowed, I went for a walk along the dykes.

The light was beautiful. The sun came out low on the horizon, and illuminated the cloud enacsed fields. Glorious.

Fall Scenes from the Farm

The last of the bounty

Halloween Prep

The treeline 

Cranberry harvest

Mouser

Opportunist

Cranberry Harvest Time

Suddenly it is winter. I have missed the gloomy grey of the west coast fall. It is when I get the most writing done, and when I remember my dreams the most.


At the farm, they have begun to harvest the cranberries, It is like living in the middle of an island (of course we are on an island), but now it is a much smaller one with all the fields flooded.

The flooded fields have attracted all sorts of ducks. It is lovely to see them. There have been so few of them coming through this year. I am not sure why they have been so scarce. The eagles have killed many of the ducks around the farm, but it seems to me there are fewer in general.

In fact, I think the eagles were pretty desperate for food, because they hunted all the herons this year.

Fall at the farm

Cranberry season is happening. A sure sign that winter is not too far away. So far the weather has been very kind. Lots of sunny days and not too much wind. Best of all, there have been very few frosts. If you are knee deep in a flooded field, you can come to appreciate how depressing it is to break the ice on the water before you jump in.