Friday, March 19, 2010

It is that time of year again when the snow melts and the nights frost caves way to the sugary flow of the great maple's blood lines.  Rod pulls out his syruping equipment and drills holes in the trees where he pounds in a tap.  Luke hangs a bag on the tap to collect the sap which will be collected and boiled down into the delicious maple syrup we know and love.

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