Maine Maple Sunday Syrup. Sweet!
or maple syrup sunday, or sappy Maine syrup, whatever you call it, it is sweet. We burned our evaporator, and…
Month: March 2009
Dyed carnations. NO.
Sickly green and a bit tattered, the green carnations at the market just did not find their way into my…
Catch that sap
Tap time. A warm afternoon and we set a few taps. The syrup began to drip as soon as we…
Mussels-by-the Sea
It was 50°, sunny and calm, and the tide was right. Implacable Man, Kym and I went to the shore…
Moonshadows
Nature Log Thirteen degrees, bright moon low in sky casting long shadows in the crusty snow. A nighttime snowshoe to…
Sea Salt turns to Zea Salt
This may be the last salt batch of the year. Days are warmer and the wood stove may soon be…
Sea of Donkeys
A little detour on the way to work this morning found me in a sea of donkeys. Claire Wallace, owner…
Snowseats and Cat gets a Name
The snow that brought Cat into our lives is hanging on. And so was his nameless condition. But he is…