On the way home I stopped by a friends house for a visit. I hadn't seen him since last year when he had a few friends over for his 50th birthday and I got to go with him as he cared for honey bees. Today he was busy doing the first run of maple syrup. We stood in the sugar shack and talked for about 3 hours. I met his lady and her mom and a few other friends that stopped by while we visited. Nice people. I feel like I smell like the maple steam, but K and Z don't smell it on me. I'm so glad that I happened to pick today to stop by. So many memories of my childhood and tapping trees with my dad, getting to eat the little bits of frozen sap first thing in the morning off the tap as a kid and the smell of it cooking in the kitchen. We didn't have enough trees to have a shack, just enough for a family and some precious memories. Also, so many memories and just catching up with my friend in that 3 hours. I have some absolutely fantastic friends.
So many happy things for today: Friends, old and new; memories; mountains, and that smell of maple sap as it heats up and starts to turn into maple syrup. 🍁 😋
Rocks and mountains, because they are pretty.
Maple Syrup Cooker.
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