Over the spring and summer, we participated in two fabulous fairs in Sharon Springs, New York. There we were regularly challenged by our prospective customers to select for them “the most maple-y maple” syrup we had available. I had to laugh and have them taste several batches to make my point…honestly, I am not even sure what “maple” means anymore!
Given the vacillating weather conditions we are accustomed to in the North Country, nothing is to be taken for granted. All we’re counting are the days we hope to have before the temperatures drop off and opportunities for our warm-weather projects dry up.
Quite a weekend here in the North Country! Friday was a congenial evening enjoying the beautiful music of Quill & Plow at the Barley Pub, and ended stretched out with a cat and a friend on a blanket watching the Milky Way and fireflies darting through the pasture. Saturday was spent working around the farms and adjourned in front of a bonfire with some good reading and conversation.
Paul has finished with his asparagus harvest, and just brought the brush hog over to mow trails and take a few sweeps by the baby black walnut trees.
It must be summer! The signs are here… We are having more dinners outside on the deck than inside at the table. The kids have moved all their bedding into tents near the woods. Peepers have yielded the pond chorus to the bullfrogs. I saw a lightning bug. It’s summer.