I tapped my two maple trees several weeks ago. This year is not a good year for making syrup. I'm glad my income or family sweets depended on the maple syrup I make each year because this year was a bust. Although some sap runs when we have warm springs like this one, not much. I had gathered almost a gallon of sap before I left for Nebraska. By the time I returned, the buds had sprouted on the tree so I had to throw all that sap away. This past weekend I thought I would boil my gallon of sap and maybe get a cup of syrup or maybe a half a cup. As I poured the first jug of sap into the kettle, I noticed the liquid was cloudy and viscous. When I added the second jug of sap it was clear and thin. The thick and cloudy sap worried me so I threw the entire batch down the drain. I didn't want to risk using tree sap that had spoiled. I'll try it again next year.
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