Well I made the call. My poor old maple, damaged last summer, is coming down next week. So we've tapped the bejeezus out of her, and hope to get the sweetest syrup before she comes down. We'll have hours of warmth from her in the next couple of years, but I'll miss her wide spreading shady arms this summer. The woodpeckers, chipmunks, great crested flycatchers, titmice, squirrels, chickadees, nuthatches, bluejays, and warblers will miss her too--no homes, no perches, and no bugs. But I'll replace her with another just as sweet--another sugar maple.
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