. Cranberries; : the national cranberry magazine. Cranberries. But Shutterbug Pete Separates "Merry" and "Christmas" Yuletide Writing in Cranberries By STEVE HALL "There's irothing more beautiful than a cranberry bog filled with snow," a photogra- pher friend of mine declared, showing me the 1,099th photo of "Bog With Light Snow" or "Fifty Foot Drift in Bog" or "A Winter Bog That Looks More Like an Autumn Bog" or whatever the 1,099th picture was titled. After looking at so many, they all seemed the same to me. "Want some more cof
. Cranberries; : the national cranberry magazine. Cranberries. But Shutterbug Pete Separates "Merry" and "Christmas" Yuletide Writing in Cranberries By STEVE HALL "There's irothing more beautiful than a cranberry bog filled with snow," a photogra- pher friend of mine declared, showing me the 1,099th photo of "Bog With Light Snow" or "Fifty Foot Drift in Bog" or "A Winter Bog That Looks More Like an Autumn Bog" or whatever the 1,099th picture was titled. After looking at so many, they all seemed the same to me. "Want some more coffee, Pete?" I asked, rising to stretch behind by kitchen chair. "Look at this one!" Pete exclaimed, pulling out "Bog in Moonlight with Canadian Geese Flying Upside ; "Had to wait a long time to snap that baby," Pete said, oblivious to my boredom. "You don't see geese flying upside down in front of a full moon above a snowy cranberry bog every day," I agreed. "See this goose, the one in front?" Pete asked, handing me photo 1,101-A, a blowup of a portion of the other. "Yeah. So what?" "He's flying upside down at the front of the V with his eyes closed. Closed!" "Perhaps your camera caught him blinking," I suggested. "Blinking? BLINKING]?" Pete roared, deeply offended. "Sorry, Pete," I said, "I was just. ." "That beats all!" Pete huffed, preparing to leave. "No one appreciates great art, every- body's gotta knock it. Every- body's gotta find a flaw, a minor mistake, something wrong. Well, I've had it with your attitude, pal. Had it! Goodnight, sir!" Pete said, slamming the door in my face. I felt terrible, so guilty that I'd made my friend feel like that! With Christmas coming, I felt even worse, for Christmas is a time of friendship, not feuding. Right then and there, I decided that I. A CRANBERRY Christmas greeting, arrayed in the snow. had
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