March 15.
Put a spout in the red maple of yesterday, and hang a pail beneath to catch the sap.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, March 15, 1856
See March 14, 1856 ("[J]ust above Pinxter Swamp, one red maple limb was moistened by sap trickling along the bark. Tapping this, I was surprised to find it flow freely. . . . "); February 21, 1857 ("The earliest sap I made to flow last year was March 14th.")
New and collected mind-prints. by Zphx. Following H.D.Thoreau 170 years ago today. Seasons are in me. My moods periodical -- no two days alike.
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