We live on an island of bogs... cranberry bogs. It's one of four native edible berries of Nantucket (the others being blueberry, blackberry, and fox grape). We spent half a day surrounded by a beautiful crimson harvest.
The boys are "sorting"out the crummy berries on this old fashioned conveyor belt.
The bogs are flooded and then a machine jostles the plants to release the berries to float on the surface. (Please excuse my technical language.)
Then the berries are vacuumed up by a long flexible hose and sprayed into this truck.
These folks have the seemingly meditative job of raking the berries into the hose vacuum.
They are a tad sour but delicious when baked in pumpkin bread.
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