Local cranberry harvest

We woke to sub freezing temperatures and a bitterly cutting wind. I had grocery shopping to do, but as always I'm thinking about a blip photo when I'm out and about. Just past where I buy Merry's food there are some small cranberry bogs. I decided to take a quick shopping detour to see if there was anything interesting going on. I was in luck, the local harvest was in progress, so I hopped out of the car with my new iPhone hoping to get some shots. I did, but also stepped in tall grass hiding water that seeped quickly in to my sneakers! Undaunted , I snapped some shots and had a quick conversation with the two guys hauling the boom who were trying to stay warm. That meant a very quick stop at the cat grocery shop, and I forgot to ask a question for Memories4Me and Louisa which I feel badly about. 

My feet are dry and warm again, but the temperatures have not risen much at almost noon. I looked out the window to see a gorgeous, but deadly juvenile Cooper's Hawk resting on a back patio stone looking for a snack. As I shooed him off I saw that our winter visitors, the juncos, of fondly called, Snowbirds have arrived.

For the Record,
This day came in below freezing with a bitter wind chill.

All hands looking forward to Dollydoug's arrival tomorrow evening.