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I am a Sugarmaker

Long John’s, turtle neck, sweatshirt, vest

Do I need another layer?

Hammer, drill, spouts and tees

What else do I need?

Winter boots, snowshoes, tractors (don’t forget the tire chains)

Up the mountain higher and higher

Hats and gloves

What did that thermometer read?

Gray skies, more snow

How deep did I just fall?

Long days, numerous miles

How many lines need fixing?

Hard days not much done

Is this really worth the struggle?

Up the next day, there’s those yellow rays

Snow is deeper

Legs are tired

Will winter never end?

Long days colder nights

Here’s more hands to help

Say can you hear those chickadees?

They’ve changed their tune! Yes spring is on the way!

Light stays longer, rays get stronger

Hurry now

Tap those trees!

Hey look the sap is running!

From tree to sugarhouse

Crackling fire keeps sap boiling

Bubbles popping in the pan, smell the maple magic

Hot fresh syrup, nothing taste so sweet

Late nights boiling under the late spring moon

Friends and family gather near

Stories

Laughter

Memories

Can’t wait for another year