As I drove down route 140, I noticed a tree with icicles hanging off the middle of some branches. There were also rather large icicles hanging off a knot in a branch. At first I couldn't figure out why there were icicles on just one or two trees when there hadn't been any rain. Then it hit me, the trees were sugar maples! I instantly remembered the sugar maples at the farm up the road from my childhood home. These big, old trees lined the road at my friend's farm. They would be tapped every March. Little icicles would hang off the branches and we would break them off and suck on them, savoring the taste of maple and bark.
I didn't know that happened. I guess I thought that unless someone tapped the tree, the sap stayed inside. Interesting to hear about, & nice memory.
ReplyDeleteYum. Great memory.
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