Ode To a Vermont Shepherd and Her Sugar Maker

posted in: Maple Sugaring 2

Twas the day before sugaring, When all through the woods, Not a maple was left standing without a spout or a hood. The buckets were hung round the maples with care, In hopes that springtime soon would be there. All over town, sugar makers nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of evaporators whistled in their heads. At Grand … Read More

In Between the Seasons {guest post with the Sugar Maker}

It’s a funny place-this in between seasons ~ winter leaving, spring awaiting. The hope of new life lingers long in the evening air only to be numbed by the morning chill. Excitement and anticipation fall from the tiniest branch on every tree, waiting for the sun’s warmth to burst forth life from their tips.  And this, in between seasons, that … Read More