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maple sap soda fountain

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For the last two days, the maple sap has been running again.  The nights have been below freezing and the days are sunny and warm.  Yesterday, we had 12 liters of sap from our 10 trees.   The day before, we collected about 5 liters.

Each tree has its own rhythm of drips.  Our best producer today drips at a rate of about 9 drops every 5 seconds, or 108 drops per minute.

This evening, I had my ‘drink the sap from the tree’ experience.  I took a small glass and caught the drips for a couple of ounces of the sweetest water ever.  To me, the sap of each tree has its own taste.  The sap from the big maple tree by our front door tastes a lot like cream soda without the fizz!

The maple sap is crystal clear, although it will turn dark amber (No. 2 Amber, according to our grading in Canada) once we boil it down to syrup.

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droplet

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one drop of maple sap

from the spile

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a seep from slate

at the waterfall edge

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in rain, a tear

from the margin of a leaf

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a pause in the envelope

between rough bark and aluminum

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© Jane Tims 2012

Written by jane tims

March 30, 2012 at 7:07 am