This time of year, something magical happens to the maple trees. When the temperatures drop below freezing at night and then goes above freezing during the day, the maple sap runs. In South-East Michigan, this usually occurs in late February and throughout March. Maple sap, of course, becomes Maple syrup or Maple sugar depending on how far down you want to boil it. A group of us, including some grove members, are tapping trees and learning about this process this year.
Maple is a sacred tree, and the Native Americans were the first to tap it and discover its incredible sap. The sap, and the syrup that results from the boiling of sap, is the lifeblood of the maple tree. In taking part of that lifeblood into ourselves, we receive the blessing of the maple tree. Partaking of such a sacred thing should be done…
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J’ai grandi près d’une « cabane à sucre » comme on dit par chez nous. Goûter l’eau d’érable en trempant un doigt dans la chaudière de métal fait partie de mes beaux souvenirs d’enfance.
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