Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Why do it?

A friend emailed and asked if I wanted to meet them at the Pub literally next door to have a beer and listen to the local Irish legends. My reply, "I can't. I'm boiling sap." I then invited them over after their brew and band fix to visit the shack. My final words were, "It's not that exciting." And as I stand here going on 5 hours with hours still to go... I find myself asking, why... Why do I do this? Eleven years of watching a pan boil; late evenings, predawn mornings. Why?

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.


jeff noel said...

Perhaps there is a symbiotic relationship between Mother Earth and human sustenance. The law of the harvest? Reaping what we sow. Quiet, solitude, hard, time consuming work that doesn't feel like work. A sense of community with the others in your tribe of sugar makers. A seasonal milestone, announcing the end of winter and the wonderful anticipation for spring.

Patty Hebert said...

I do know the season that we skipped because the shack was full of stained glass was unsettling... Life is calm and slowed down in the sugar shack.