WEATHER: It snowed for a week and then the sun came out. The sky today was blue as can be. Even the snow was blue down deep in the holes made by my ski poles.
HOW’S IT RUNNING? The trees are buttoned up and have been since March 6th, except for one mild afternoon when we collected sap for a few hours. It has been nearly two weeks since we last boiled; this hiatus could last another week. It’s late March, it’s sugaring time – only it’s not. (We made very little syrup in March 2017 as well.)
SEVEN-DAY NITER PRIMER, DAY TWO:
The quality of the niter indicates how far along sugar season has progressed. During the early runs there is often little niter; you don’t see it except as it sticks to the pans. If a sugarmaker dips her scoop into the trough and what comes up is half syrup and half sugar sand, she knows early season is over. She feels pleased to see the coarse, gritty sugar sand since it signals the heart of sugar season. And syrup that is heavy with sandy niter filters well.
NOTABLE MAPLES: Today begins a new blog feature. I’ve been hearing from readers who are riveted by particular trees. Please feel free to send me photos and/or descriptions of remarkable maple trees of your acquaintance. firstname.lastname@example.org
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