I dropped in at Jenkins Bog, just to see how the berries looked this time of year.
And was treated to a colorful, textured “feast for the eyes”!
Along the banks of every ditch that I came to…
I found colorful berries, red, yellow and pink, nestled in for a long, winter’s nap.
But the neatest thing of all, in the places where moving water had slowly turned to ice in the bog…
I found cranberries scattered here and there, frozen into the ice!
I felt transported, as if were walking through some abstract art gallery…
Bedazzled by blurry, plump berries covered over with layers of icy “varnish” in their newly frozen world.