Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, March 18, 1966

Bright sunlight—very warm (70°) and windy

Maple trees in bloom —

Mrs. Taylor called and said the maple sugar was ready. So after a good lunch at the Lodge, we drove down to get it. What a joy to visit their “sugar bush” —a stand of noble maples on the low flat hill with the bright March sun through the branches. Mr. Taylor waited on me— (I found him in the “boiling down” shed— I wanted to get a whiff of the odor of boiling sap, unlike any other.)

 …Home by way of the “Big Woods” and the Zoar Valley. The joy of this trip was the color of the outer branches of trees and bushes of all kinds from the upward rushing sap.

Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, March 18, 1966