Super Saturday

I started out today with the intention of having a Sassy Saturday. I was going to use my dry humor to brighten the conversation with whomever I conversed with. But that didn't go as planned. After a few botched attempts, I realized people are just to sensitive and stressed right now. They didn't "get" it. There was no way it could have been the delivery. So, Saturday was just going to have to be Saturday.

Spring decided to show up today. It was simply beautiful. No wind. No rain. Temps in the mid 40's, and mostly sunny. With weather like that there is only one thing to do, hike. But we needed eggs also. Last week on our return from the dump we discovered a home selling fresh eggs. It was only 2 miles from our place. We made our hike into a hunt to get eggs. I wanted to go through the woods. The trail we need to use is flooded this time of year and hubby didn't want to get his feet wet. It's hard training city boys, but he does well. He is going to shoot me when he reads this. Road walk it was. I have to admit, the flat level surface was a nice change.

On the way back, as soon as we reached our camp road again, I was struck by its simple beauty. It's only dirt, trees, and sky. We drive this road almost every day and sometime several times a day - before Corona - and it never ceases to amaze me how pretty it is. We take for granted how lucky we are to be here at this time and not stuck in a city someplace.

Almost home we stopped to check out the neighbors maple syrup operation. It's that time of year when the cold nights and warm days cause the sugar maple trees' sap to run.

We were only able to obtain one dozen eggs from the guy close by so I called a friend who often has to see how their supple was. They indeed had some. After receiving directions on where to get them, social distancing has changed the way we behave even with close friends.

When I arrived, her hubby was boiling down sap. Perfect! more pictures to go with the others.

Matt

It takes 40 gallons of sap to make 1 gallon of maple syrup.

Before I left I was able to see my friend from church and her 5 year old twins - at a distance. What a couple of hams they are. She said they had already changed their clothes 4 times due to playing in the mud. When I left she texted me and said, "Make that five."

Eggs filled our frig. Our spirits were lifted by actually seeing people in person as we walked our road, and bought eggs, But that wasn't all. We spent the evening burning brush. Bruce attained the permit and I started the blaze. Slow at first. Then it was rip-roaring.

At one point we even had a "house party" with a few friends, thanks to the app "HouseParty". It works like FaceTime, Zoom, and other group chat programs. As the night progressed the brush pile dwindled some and peace filled our hearts.

We lay on a huge rock covered with a blanket and soaked in the night's beauty as we watched the embers burn without a care in the world.

It's funny how things always seem to work out. I wanted Sassy Saturday, but it became Super Saturday. The day was filled with so much I could not have anticipated, especially during this time with Corona. While our fellow citizens around the world are being stuck inside we were blessed with the best day yet. If I could, I would bottle my blessings up and ship them to those who do not have the ability to experience what we have.

I know it's not the same, but if you know someone cooped up, please share EmilysEscapades.com with them. Maybe it will help them escape, even it is just for a 2 minute read.

Emily