maple steam boiling out of the roof vents.
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15 comments:
I suspect that this makes the neighborhood smell nice.
In rural Costa Rica, we do not have maple syrup, of course. But they do spread a molasses-type by product of the sugar cane on dirt roads to prevent dust, and it makes the area have a sweet smell.
Sorry I have not commented lately. Julie and I were away in the Middle East for several weeks.
Now I understand the evaporator a little bit. I'm wondering if Dave is right - does the sugarhouse make the neighborhood smell nice? Looks almost mysterious!
Surely it would be as delicious as walking past a bakery when the bread is in baking fresh in the oven.
You would love the Cottesloe sculptures Brattcat, I think they would really appeal to your sense of whimsy..
An other white smoke , less famous than the Roma's one , to announce good news! :o)
I'm betting it was smelling pretty sweet while you were standing there taking that picture.
Ho - I like Malyss's association with the two white smokes . . . xx
Wish I were there with you! Casey is going to tap trees on Monday and Tuesday with my uncle :)
Maple steam. It seems like it would be worth bottling, something to store and bring out when you've had a bad day.
It is embarrassing for a guy like me who has spent much of his life in New England to confess that I have never seen maple syrup being made. But I did have some cavities to which maple sugar candies contributed.
Beautiful scenarios from a book story, thanks for these images!
My buddy about a mile away gets about thirty bottles from trees around his house. The process is worth it, I guess. For him not me.
An unusual sight for us!
This is a process that takes some time; good building for the work.
I can only imagine that sweet scent of winter.
V
That must smell wonderful!
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