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" MAPLE SYRUP"

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MAPLE SYRUP TIME


Our Maple Syrup Label 
      I read once that "maple sap"; was spring
coming up in the trees.


                                             About Maple Syrup

             Each year as the sun starts to warm the earth towards the end of March, Tom puts styles into about 25 Maple trees on the hill beside the house. Onto to these he hangs the metal sap buckets. If all goes  well over the next few weeks he collects approximately 200 litres of sap. We do two full long days of boiling outside over a makeshift hearth, utilizing every large pot we own, after lots of wood and many hours we have almost syrup. I then take the golden elixer into the house to "finish off" on the gas stove. Here I have more control over it not burning and do use a thermometer. Last year we made about 18 lt./ 4 1/2 gallons. We talk of erecting a small sugar shack behind the workshop, but so far it hasn't come to pass. 
              We save the scrub dead wood logs to use for fuel for boiling sap; so the process also helps us tidy the woods around the house. Each year the winter winds seem to uproot a number of softwood trees, if these are not big enough to be sawn into usable lumber; they get piled for sugaring off time.

The art of making maple syrup has been a North American phenomenon;  long before the first settlers arrived. Our early Native Americans boiled sap in hollowed out cooking logs by continually adding heated rocks. I feel tired after a day of boiling with our "primitive" equipment, I can't imagine how long their method took!

This maple hill just west of the house is where we gather our sap.
I am also fortunate in that my studio windows look out onto it.

Yes! When I say primitive..I mean primitive. These are photos
from last year 1998; which I finally found.

Once the sap starts to boil;  a wonderful sweet aroma starts to fill the air. As the day progresses the maple elixer thickens.


 
 
 
 
 

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LOVE AND MAPLE SYRUP 

   Love and maple syrup goes together 
   Like the sticky winds of winter when they meet 
 When lonely lovers come to rest 
Beneath the trees they do their best 
  But still they can't be free 

Looking for the world to be 
 Anything but what they see 
 Longing to be understood 
    By the heart that shapes the wood 

 If you go into the forest, gaze up through the leaves 
 And see the sky that's almost wild 
You must learn to understand 
 What makes the forest greet the man 
 Like a mother's only child 

 In the north when when winter's claw 
Relaxes now to keep the laws of nature in control 
People come and stand in line 
To rob the forest of her wine 
  But they don't feel the cold 

Looking for the world to be 
Anything but what they see 
 Longing to be understood 
By the heart that shapes the wood 

 Love and maple syrup goes together 
Like the sticky winds of winter when they meet 
 When lonely lovers come to rest 
 Beneath the trees they do their best 
But still they can't be free 

Love and maple syrup shine like 
 Embers warm, like thoughts divine 
They tell us it is spring 
 Love and maple syrup stir 
 The thoughts of people into words 
 Of songs that they can sing 

Looking for the world to be 
Anything but what they see 
Longing to be understood 
 By the heart that shapes the wood 

     Gordon Lightfoot Song 
             from his 1971 album "Summer Side of Life" 
 
 

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