We spent the weekend in PA - a day on the mountain to ski, and a day at the farm to bring in the sugar season.
My dad has had learning to ski on his bucket list for over 20 years. On Friday, with a little encouragement and a lot of bravery and determination, he got suited up and took a lesson. I hope I'm still willing to try new things and push myself when I'm in my 70s. I'm very proud of him. We had a great day at Hidden Valley with family.
Dad had already put out 50 buckets the previous week when the temps soared into the 60s, so we helped him put out another tractor load. It was too cold in the morning to catch the drips on our tongues, but sugar season has begun. I love seeing the kids know how to do so many of the jobs. We'll be up at least one more time, and maybe twice before the season is over.
Drilling the hole. |
Putting in the spile |
Hanging the buckets. It was freezing - don't ask me why she's in shorts. |
Buckets of joy indeed!
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