"Wading neck deep in a swamp, your revolver is neither use nor ornament until you have had time to clean it" Mary H. Kingsley (1897)


Bringing In The Sheaves

The combination of poorly maintained roads
and prolonged rain 

Does little to make harvesting any easier

 For India’s faceless army of labourers.

Pictures taken in Cochin.

Random Harvests


After almost exactly one year from planting, the bananas are ready to harvest.

And ripening.

Each is over 12 inches (30 cm) long.

They are fine specimens and extremely tasty.

Their total weight is more than 66 lbs. (30 kg)


Our mango crop has also been harvested

– only eleven fruits –

But that’s a ten-fold increase on last year.


And the pomegranates are in flower…



The Grim Reaper

Lunch is disturbed by the sound of thuds and crashes.

The staff have kindly closed my front door but palm fronds and coconuts falling to the ground are not easily muted.

I put down my sandwich to take a look.

The toddy harvester is perched high in our coconut palm, perhaps thirty feet above the ground. He uses a single tree-branch as a ladder, to climb the first ten feet. Then, having looped a rope sling around his ankles, scampers up the rest of the trunk with kangaroo-like strides.

The coconuts are falling quickly. With them come the lower palm fronds, which had begun to droop down on to the house and garden wall.

In the past I have tried not to witness this harvest. Watching impotently, as coconuts smash violently into the shrubs, walls and gate lights, can feel as if you are trapped in some fun-fair nightmare.

He slithers effortlessly down the palm tree and chops the tops from five coconuts. We all drink the tender coconut water.

Shaji and Anu start to tidy the harvest rampage.


Harmony is restored.



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Harvest Moon

Yesterday gave rise to a harvest moon




Photos from BBC News