Looking at the calendar, and the forecast, we knew that we were very close to the end of this year’s sap season. Angie, our son Tom and I headed to my in-laws sugar house for what we suspected would be the last weekend of the maple season. Tom brought his friend brad along, so there was plenty of help. Angie’s sister Marion showed up as well, a littlke later on, and the two sisters made sugar, while my son and Brad fed the arch, all under the supervision of my mother and father in-law. The extra hands gave me an opportunity to step away and get some photos of the orchard and the spring run off in central NH.
I didn’t wait until dark to get the long exposure of the house, instead I headed up the mountain and shot the sap house from a distance, as well as the snow melt. I am very happy with the long exposures, and I am thinking I may make them available for purchase. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy.
As it turned out, we recieved “the call” this morning that the sap had indeed turned and the season was closed for us. It’s a little bittersweet, as that period where the family is together so often is closed, but as I like to point out, when we tap the tress, it’s still winter. I joke that winter starts when the Patriot’s season comes to an end, and spring starts when we tap trees. It helps me get through the winter a little bit. This year, winter lasted about 3 weeks! I look at it that way, because once the trees are tapped, spring is here! In reality, I know that when the season ends, winter is indeed behind us, and sping is truly sprung.
Hit me up of you need fresh NH syrup!
