It is that time of year again.
Nights are cold and days are warm and the sap is running.
For the Ojibwe this was always a time of renewal. Family groups reunited with their band and relations and friends who'd not seen each other over the winter could gather for the work of sugaring which seemed more like a festival than work. I have not sugared in several years. Some years we put out 200 buckets. Gathering buckets morning and night kept us running.