patience is not one of my strongest virtues and knowing the sap was flowing around here and i hadn’t yet tapped my trees had me feeling a little, well, antsy. like my dear farmwife cher, we tap the maples to feed our family’s sweet cravings and have a little extra to sell. our annual ritual was delayed by the guys’ trip to California and subsequent re-entry.
you see, sasha and i are partners in the maple syrup project, always have been. he has a love of the woods and fire and that makes him the perfect companion in a sugarin’ operation. so today, i am tired and thankful after a day spent drilling. let our sweet season begin; better late than never.