October 17, 2017
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“The equal marriage of the sun and frost.”

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Sunday afternoon I took a drive toward Blue Hill. Patches of snows rested in fields.
Winters maybe had have made its final curtain call?
Following route 176 seemed like a good idea because sections of this route
have a rural feeling. I was hoping to photograph some traditional
looking sap buckets attached to old maple trees. Over a slight rise in the road then around a curve, I spotted a stand of maple trees with attached sap buckets. Parking along the road side, I powered up my Galaxy III, scrambled over a shallow watery ditch, and quickly scanned the trees for the most scenic pictures. There was ten or more tree with taps. I selected the trees which appeared to be the oldest with a field stone fence in the background. The stand of maples was like a “pot of gold” for me or I should say like a pitcher of golden Maine maple syrup. John Burroughs from Signs and Season in 1886 described this memorable time of year,
“A sap-run is the sweet good-by of winter. It is the fruit of the equal marriage of the sun and frost.”

Joseph S Palmer, Trenton, Maine