Tag: icicles

Looking out the window presents a repetitive rhythm of taps on the frozen ground below. Spring is on it's way without a doubt. Ice rib cages hang off our eaves threatening to fall at any moment. With the melt along comes the thought of maple syrup. The days are creeping above zero while the nights are still falling below the freezing mark. This year we are going to increase our syrup enterprise to eight trees. Last year we tapped the three trees. We ended up with around 2 litres of liquid gold. We have none left so it is good that more is coming to get us through the next year.

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