The plink, plink of maple sap dripping into buckets and the bleating of baby lambs calling their mother are two unmistakable auditory clues that spring is around the corner. We hear both on the farm now, with our first two lambs born this week and our sap buckets slowly filling.
Soon we'll hear spring peepers and smell the fresh scent of the earth as we cut our first furrows. For now, we'll rejoice in the miracle of birth, glad that our girls can experience the excitement of seeing a new life begin, as they drink chilled sap. These are the intangible rewards, which don't appear on a balance sheet, that remind us why we chose to live this life. We are all the richer for it.