Like a gerbil on a wheel, I was trying very hard to get somewhere, but going no where. There was just too much pre-gold goodness flowing. My heart rate rising, I was having visions of falling asleep next to the pan. Realizing the state I was getting into, I took a few deep breathes and reminded myself that this is fun; work, but fun just the same.
Still, compounding the issue was the fact I was running out of lp and had to hit my reserve tank on the grill. In the end, I did run out, and had to finish on the stove. It took a little longer, (I did a little spinning and reading at the kitchen table while I watched the pot boil.) but it all worked out; another life lesson from the shack.
As far as the sap flow, the long range forecast calls for good sugarmaking weather for as long as the computers will predict. I just might have to purchase another bin... or two...
1 comment:
Love the picture....
Who was up early?
Boy did you tap at the right time..
lots of L, M
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