42 miles for fall

It's that time of year! Fall. Cranberries are being harvested all around these parts. Being from the Midwest, where harvest means that of corn and wheat, it's all new to me. The Cape Cod Rail Trail was a perfect option today for viewing the bogs of floating berries. I still don't have a clear understanding of the process, but it was exciting to see, nonetheless.

This was the midway point of a total of 42 miles for my bike ride. I am now exhausted, so enjoy the photos!

 flooding the field: the water was flowing in from a pond on the other side of the bike path

the equipment

When I returned home, I noticed another red patch through the trees as I rode up my drive.

neighbor's bog

(almost) wordless wednesday

    "And summer's lease hath all too short a date" -- Shakespeare               
                                                                                            (especially up here in the Northeast!)