It looks the sy beans are ready, the machine is not.
2012/10/05 - Where used to be a Heron in a pond is now dry!
"Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away; Lengthen night and shorten day; Every leaf speaks bliss to me Fluttering from the autumn tree. I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow; I shall sing when night’s decay Ushers in a drearier day." - BY EMILY JANE BRONTË