The potatoes and corn have long since been harvested and now the farmers are taking advantage of the current dry spell to harvest their sugar beet. They are working far into the night, their harvesters brightly lit up, with spotlights all around, making them look, from a distance, like passing ships in the Channel. The farmers dump the beets in mini-mountains at the edges of their fields, briefly transforming the landscape. Soon, the motorways will be full of lorries transporting the beet to the refineries. But for the moment the momentary mountains stand in splendid isolation…