Step through a moment
when color and solitude
work in harmony.








Finding and reporting what's special across America
Step through a moment
when color and solitude
work in harmony.
According to the calendar, Spring arrived three weeks ago, but the latent buds on the trees in Northern New Jersey have refused to blossom, somehow intimidated by temperatures straining to reach historical averages during the day, and defeated by freezing cold at night. Even the early birds have postponed their arrival until they can be certain that crocus sprouts and freesia flowers are here to stay.
Things were no different in Vermont, two weeks ago, where the ground had a firm grasp on winter’s snowy mantle…
resisting all attempts to turn over a new leaf.
We joined my sister for Passover in Peacham, hoping for relief from Mother Nature’s less familiar plague of more wintery weather, but basked in the warmth of family around a beautifully presented seder table.
Nevertheless, the early promise of Spring is mostly evident in the thaw of the sugar maples surrounding the Peacham property…
as precious sap slowly drips from tapped spiles…
and collects…
in large barrels for an anticipated boil.
According to Cornell’s Sugar Maple Research and Extension Program,
“when temperatures rise above freezing, pressure (also called positive pressure) develops in the tree. This pressure causes the sap to flow out of the tree through a wound or tap hole. During cooler periods when temperatures fall below freezing, suction (also called negative pressure) develops, drawing water into the tree through the roots. This replenishes the sap in the tree, allowing it to flow again during the next warm period. Although sap generally flows during the day when temperatures are warm, it has been known to flow at night if temperatures remain above freezing.”
It takes 10 gallons of sap reducing in the sugar shack evaporator…
and hours upon hours of a hot stoked fire…
and plenty of wood…
to eventually produce one quart of local, golden ambrosia…
thus, fulfilling a family tradition, and tapping into a fitting Spring awakening.