The more it
The more it
The more it
And nobody
How cold my
How cold my

-A.A. Milne

The more it snows the more the tree wells disappear. Old-timers say sugar season isn’t here until the wells form around the base of the trees. Here is a mid-February well in graupel snow.

The more it snows the higher the reading at the stake on Mt. Mansfield. It’s now at 86″ which is respectable for this date. The snow depth at the stake has been measured since 1954. Its elevation is 3900′.

The more it snows the slower the snowshoeing for the woods crew. Wait until it thaws and condenses the snow into fresh cement…

The more it snows the less space there is for Mike to plow the snow off Falls Brook Lane. The current snow banks are like hardened cement; they aren’t moving without a backhoe.

The more it snows the happier everyone is. (Andrew with sons Oliver (mid-air) and Elliot.) [AP photo]



The wait for a sap run continues. Tomorrow, March 17th, will mark a tie with the longest previous gap between boiling days (24 days).

Today we tapped and hung buckets from two old trees near the house. The sap trickled out: Promise.

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