Sugar on Snow
Millie was in heaven.
At long last, she could feast like Laura and Mary.
The other girls didn't mind, either.
Except for Pip. Once she'd finished hers, her forlorn face moved mountains to tears.
4.07.2011
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We were just reading about this wonder this week in "Understood Betsy"... I'll save you the blurb, but it's a read-aloud for 1st grade, and after tapping their trees and collecting the sap, they have some hot syrup ready for Betsy when she gets home. They call it "waxing" though. I had to call Griff over as soon as I saw these pics. He was very jealous. Waxing syrup or sugar-snow or whathaveyou is not something we can achieve in these tropical climes... unless he crawls in our deep freeze.
We intended to do this very thing during that last big snowstorm and then we realized we had no more syrup. Maybe next year.
Matt will have to tell you what he used to do as a boy while boiling sap. It is....er...interesting!
Sandy,
I have that book saved in the GiftBook Basement Bin for a Christmas present for Annie! I love picturing him reading it surrounded by tropical greenery. It's kind of like when our girls read tales set in Africa or India-- totally out of their range of experience and therefore doubly exotic and enticing.
I've also heard it called Jack Wax, which I think is more whimsical than sugar on snow. Oh, well.
Rebecca,
Tell me! Tell me now!!!
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