Monday morning we took our snowshoes and headed up to the Sugar Bush. My inlaws who live full time on the Lake have a large patch of maple trees they tap every spring for maple syrup. No plastic tubing for them. The tree gets tapped the old fashioned way and then the sap is collected in metal buckets, boiled over an open fire in three large pots until the syrup is ready to be bottled. It is extremely labor intensive but also a labor of love since they give almost all of it away.........lucky us.
This day was the warmest yet....t shirt weather. Mild, sunny and absolutely gorgeous. The chickadees ate sunflower seeds right out of our hands. A truly fabulous day in which lots of syrup was made as well as many memories