One, he had already sent me packing the week before when I had felt obligated to ask him if he wanted to join the cooperative. He had to be asked because he was one of the primary syrup producers in the county, let alone Sugar Grove, but I had gotten an earful once he heard a state inspection was...
This time, however, I knew I wasn’t the only one to see it, judging by the gasps and the clumsy dying off of the music. There was an intake of breath best described as similar in timing to an elementary school concert. Someone had left the door open and a kangaroo jumped into view and headed to t...
During my morning visit to the sugar bush there was very little sap flowing through the tubing and even less puddled up in the collection tanks. Usually, once the sap started flowing I wouldn’t have been happy for Mother Nature to put a halt on production. But with most of...