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April 20, 2014 – Easter Sunday

40 degrees/clouds – fog/calm winds

Pentoga Road

After writing, then walking my usual five miles on Saturday morning, I returned to empty sap bags. The sun was warm and I’ve never seen sap flow so quickly. Some resembled a trickle of water coming from a faucet. In fact, I emptied the north section twice, knowing I wouldn’t get the chance until late afternoon. I hoped to lessen the chances that the bags would overflow.

We arrived in Groveland Mines shortly after noon. The house quickly filled with lots of happy people, great conversation, and the very best of food. 

Unfortunately, I ate entirely too much. The ham was out of this world. Along with ladles of ham gravy over mountains of mashed potatoes, veggies, salad, and other goodies too numerous to mention, I sat back in a corner, often talking with brother-in-law, Ross, playing with niece Brielle, and eating.

The Milligan Sisters working their kitchen magic.

Maggie and Max, along with Auntie Debbie, playing Monopoly

Ashley and Aubrey Ann

"I'll have my man get hold of your man... maybe we can get together and do lunch."

Sargie and I arrived back on Pentoga Road well before dark. She helped me gather sap and it took both of us almost an hour-and-a-half to empty the bags. We filled all four barrels and I’ll have to begin boiling today. I’m out of storage room.

As usual, Sargie cleaned my clock playing Rummy last night. It seems I’m always fast out of the gates, but by mid game, she pulls even, and in the end, the girl is racing away and out of sight.

Sargie is piling snow around the last barrel containing sap

I’m going for my morning walk as soon as this is uploaded. After, I’ll alternate boiling syrup and grading finals today. I think I’ll take the laptop out to the barn so I can sit outside to do my schoolwork and boil. With a forecast of 65 degrees accompanied by sunshine, it’s going to be too nice of a day to waste it inside.

May you all have a wonderful and joyous Easter. Indeed, this most holy of days, concluding the holiest of weeks, should be a happy one, for He has risen to save us all.

So are the tales from Pentoga Road…