​Here is a Vermont sugarhouse at “full boil” making maple syrup. The steam rising from the roof vent is a common sight here in the springtime. My friend Matthew Wright wrote a poem on this very subject:

Sugar on Snow

Forty damn gallons

of sap for one gallon sweet.

Cold spring’s industry

works dilute joy from bare trees.

In Florida: oranges.

Matthew Wright– lowercase paradise

 #2130302 psalm 179