Tuesday, March 31, 2015
Monday, March 30, 2015
Sunday, March 29, 2015
Saturday, March 28, 2015
Friday, March 27, 2015
Thursday, March 26, 2015
Wednesday, March 25, 2015
Tuesday, March 24, 2015
In maple sugarmaking the rule is sap runs when the temperatures are 40/20. The trees are tapped when the temperatures approach this split. But there is always one. One that flows to her own drum. One that fills the bucket when the temperature barely clears 32. This time of year; she makes me smile. While all her sisters are steadfast holding out for 40 or better, she is dancing in the sun. Good girl.
Monday, March 23, 2015
They have thousands of taps in acres of trees, with a new sugarbush under development. Our single pan is smaller than their finishing pan... But we are only a backyard enterprise of now 15 taps. So that's not surprising. And our expansion was blessed by the baby finally being big enough for her first bucket. Talk about a rite of passage.
It's so gentlemanly of Burr to remember me, and to take time out of his day to sit and chat about the season. Our's is in full swing and up north they are still frozen. Probably this week their sap will start to run. Hopefully.
Imagine having your livelihood based upon the weather. They have had their share of bad seasons. It happens. For our small operation I watch the weather and wonder if we will make one or five gallons. For Morse Farm, it's will we survive. Burr has been a sugarmaker for 64 years.
Sunday, March 22, 2015
Yesterday I was driving through towns I regularly ride through. I'm so looking forward to riding on the streets again.
Saturday, March 21, 2015
Friday, March 20, 2015
Thursday, March 19, 2015
Yes the dealership fixed everything under the warranty. But as I have mentioned to them, I trusted them to return to me after every maintenance visit a vehicle that was at 100 percent. Not one that would need a second opinion.
As jeff noel says, be an example not the warning... In life and business.
Wednesday, March 18, 2015
Tuesday, March 17, 2015
The only reason I can think of is, because I can. After all the effort, all the hours, all the watching, in the end there will be sweet maple syrup. I wonder if it will ever grow old. I wonder if or when we move to Main Street USA, will I miss it? Will I scour the weather channel for the prime sugaring temperatures? Will I return North to pitch in for a weekend or week with my brother and sister maple sugarmakers?
Only time will tell... Until then, or at least for tonight, I'm watching the pan.
Monday, March 16, 2015
Sunday, March 15, 2015
Saturday, March 14, 2015
First partnered bike ride planned yesterday. April 4th. Cape Cod. A leftover ride from last fall. The bike has one more week on the trainer then it's into the shop for a tune up.
Spring is here.
Friday, March 13, 2015
Thursday, March 12, 2015
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
Tuesday, March 10, 2015
10 years blogging. Over 3424 posts. Assuming it's the anniversary of this blog's start, ( which it's not) and saying a post is written everyday so 3650 posts in 10 years, over 93 percent success on daily writing. In October 2015 that calculation would be more accurate.
5th year riding in the Boston Brain Tumor Ride. Unimaginable miles and prayers.
Do you ever wonder when it's time to stop... If ever. Is this the last ride, (never)... last post, (maybe... soon) last season (can't imagine it)?