

I know a family who celebrates the vernal equinox by cross-country skiing for 12 hours from sunup to sundown. Today I celebrated the blinding, healing sun while walking back and forth between the house and the sugarhouse (as I do multiple times every day). I savor the thought that in Svalbard, where one of the equinox skiers temporarily works, there are 12 hours of daylight just like here; in Nome, Alaska where I have family, it’s the same. Across the globe, light and dark achieve a moment of symmetry. It’s a thought I’m holding on to for a while, which is much, much longer than a moment.
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Elyse Moore, longtime neighbor and Nebraska Knoll master boiler in the early 2000’s, sends this photo dispatch from Shelburne, Massachusetts where she now lives.



I was at the sugar house this past Saturday and treated like gold by the female owner. She shared knowledge and a great taste of some dark maple syrup, thank you .
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You’re welcome, Michael. You met me, Audrey, who moonlights as Blog Editor.
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I hope its another day in paradise at Sap Central! Shrunk wrapped is more fun to say.
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HaHa. Here I am practicing the two, and it’s clear that shrunk wrapped is not only more fun to say but also easier on the tongue. (Note the sound friendships in the second part of that sentence.)
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I love word twists too. And emojis. If wordpress had emojis, I would be all over it.
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wow…lotsa snow…awesome….I vote shrunk also….good imagination…I never woulda thunk of snow like that 🙂
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Shrapped?
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