Today We Planted Sugar Maples

I like Maple Syrup. I have always been fascinated by trees that give their sweet fluid to us for pancakes, ice cream, breakfast cereal and other treats. Sap rising in the spring creates exuberant flushes of leaf and stem, breaking out like fireworks on twigs long brittle from winter’s drying breath. The whole process of tapping the trees, boiling the sap, and bottling it up are a rite of Spring that everyone should try at least once!

Today, we planted Sugar Maples. I read somewhere, many years ago, that planting a tree is the most hopeful act that we can put our hands to. Even trees that nature plants have this infinite hope, without which all beings would soon perish. The life that is enjoying our trees already, and the food and shelter that they provide will know a better life because of our passing. We pray that it will be so with organisms that we encounter as well.

We have more to plant and more to enjoy, but there will be no end to the cycles that they (we) will be part of. Even in death a tree becomes food for myriad critters, decomposing it, recreating something else with the resources that give them food and/or shelter. Occasionally, they are burned and give off the stored sun energy that was locked in their tissue all at once, telescoping their whole life’s effort into a few short hours.

When the trees get old enough to tap, I will be an old man. However, I plant them just the same. Out of respect for the gallons of syrup I have consumed over the years. It is my own give back so that in the future others will be able to enjoy the things that have brought me happiness in my own time. To be part of our planting efforts, donate through paypal at: tnsaladino42@hotmail.com Ten US Dollars can purchase, plant and protect a tree that has the very real potential to outlive you! We only plant trees native to this area and make a concerted effort to plant only those trees that will thrive in each micro-climate that we plant in.

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About otherfishwrap

One of the last of the Baby Boomers, I remember where I was when JFK was shot. Good story. Born during the Cuban Missile Crisis, my life has been spent studying, practicing skills and attitudes that reflect justice and the sanctity of Earth, Air, Fire, Water & Spirit. Trained as an educator, my life has been devoted to cultural development and social justice.
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