Oh Maine Maple Sunday...we love you so.
This year was quite different from years past. We started with friends over for a pancake brunch.
And then we took off to a new Maple Sunday festival-one at our fave farm only half mile from our home.
There were dozens of kids in the barn. We're lucky that our favorite farmers regularly let us hang in the barn, with no crowds. My kids seem know the drill there, but of course they needed to see the farm animals again. You know, the neatest thing happened. One of the draft horses recognized my kids in the crowd. When good old "Bill" saw them, he lowered his nose directly to them, ignoring everyone else. He just stayed there with them for a long time, letting them pet him. The girl who was holding him said "You can tell he knows your kids." It was really neat.
I am still in awe of their brand new evaporator. And I might be just a tad jealous. Okay, I am very envious.
When it was finally his turn to go on the wagon, he cut in front of all these people so he could sit right behind his favorite farmer. Goodness, he loved that ride-seeing all the machinery parked, seeing the different fields and the 750 trees that are tapped.
It's a tradition, this Maine Maple Sunday. Here's last year's. I'm sure there will be more adventures next year. Maple syrup is worth celebrating, perhaps you agree?