Cloud song entertained me today. I rode around beneath a sky filled with busting 
white fluffs. The sugar cane looks beautiful despite high winds from recent hurricanes. Soon, it wil be harvested and the whole cycle begins again. Of course, I am grateful to be here. Harvest season or "grinding" as we call it is a special time of the year. They are still burning cane in some areas, planting in others and cutting the rest. Traffic slows down to a crawl on the old roads. I absorb it all. Soon, brown sugar will be stacked at the mill and old night watchmen will sneak us a bag. The town will reek for a while and then be filled with a special syrup-like scent. My bags will be packed as I prepare for my own season. Fall has begun. Salud
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Thanks Janet Lou - I hope to catch up with you and Donna as well.
Mrs. Ruth - wow - poor guy - and I'm sure there are many folks here who suffer from that as well - thanks for stopping in.
Thank you Dona Dorine.
Duckie - good to see you and I know how you feel but mine is growing in my little Santa Barbara garden - I couldn't grow the kind from here but did buy some that came from Hawaii and it's doing fine and spreading like bamboo!!!
Incidently, when we were kids, we chewed a variety called Blue Ribbon cane and there were a few other numbered varieties - however, for some reason, it's not grown here anymore - I miss it cause same thing, we'd sit out on the back steps and daddy would peel us a stalk and we'd chew and get our toofers really white. It was a wonderful treat as a kid...now, I'm going to have to look for some Blue Ribbon!! Thanks Duckie for the memories. Salud
No short elephants in that field. I think I see an elephant ear just right of center near the top of the cane. They must have to step carefully.
Beautiful shot!
Cheers,
Colonel Possum
That is a beautiful picture of the sky too, -- I love watching the clouds!!
Here the corn is dried on the stalk, waiting for the John Deere or Massey Ferguson to reap. The broken dry leaves chafe, break away to lift on cool winds - over the fence and into the yard for the little ones to chase with aboandon.
I love the fall and winter months because the cane will 'wear' beautiful, fluffy silky pink 'blooms' which are not really blooms but feathery crests.
They are lovely when the sun shines through them a certain way and they sway in the breeze,
d.g. where in the world do you live?
Isabel - pobrecita - but I understand! Take care.
more later folks. Salud
Love to you dear girl, your handsome other and all your critters!
where does the cane sugar come from ..?what part of that beautiful plant?
i'm from PA..no canes here..salud!
You've caught something beautiful and timeless in this photo-essay. It's the nature of our relationship with the land, our endless farming and growing of things, I think.
Duckie - I love this! Salud
I remember visiting a sugar mill during my college years. And we were swarmed with mosquitoes. Millions of them. I wouldn't go there again, though I like everything sweet on the table, despite protests from my better half. She refuses to allow more than a spoon full in my morning cup of tea. I like to have two cubes, but she doesn't oblige.
how I have missed you. love & peace, madame mozzzzeeeeee