If it was the beginning of April, yesterdays weather wouldn’t have irked me so much.
But we are past the halfway mark of the month and I’m starting to question Mother Nature’s sense of humor, because obviously this is some kind of sick joke being played on us.
Despite this unfortunate setback to the promise of Spring flowers and garden prepping, we are spending the day boiling another 20 gallons of sap under sunny skies and balmy temperatures in the 40s.
Maybe this isn’t so much a joke but a mood swing.
Edit: Make that 25 gallons of sap (there was stuff in the tree buckets yet).