Wednesday, March 27, 2013
In the crisp cold morning of February I hear. The chickadee's singing. And drilling so near. Soon the men folk appear. Hanging buckets on spouts, watching the sap run out. Collecting is next. With such happy cheer. No one can wait for the smell in the air. As the sap is now syrup and April is here the maple trees blossom in wait for next year. By Jo-Lynn Somero
Friday, February 22, 2013
Zeke is bringing out the clean buckets to start our 2013 Sap Season !
A gentleman that my dad called cousin Tim from CA. came, he and my brothers collected sap I think he really enjoyed being a part of it all
I have also been blessed to be able to make maple candy with a very nice lady named Karen, she and her husband Jonny are a team and own a huge sugar house in Dublin N.H.
We are visiting Jonny and Karen sugar house