Things are fairly quiet
I can smell bacon frying
And the horses are pulling
The collection trailer from
Tree to tree pouring sap
From the maples into
Their collection barrel
They will spend a lot of
Time rendering the sap
Into syrup, which they
Hope to sell to local merchants
And customers who will
Be stopping at their farm
Market during the season.
It is not an easy life, but one
They have grown to cherish.
The bacon smells good and
The horses are rewarded
With oats for their labor.
The farm life is unique and
Once experienced, it is hard
To give up. There are good seasons
And bad seasons, dry and wet.
It all goes with the territory.
Stanski
April 12, 2024, ^