Oscar is waiting. With less and less patience. Usually by now the people are spending time outside with him. Once days are sunny, above freezing and the nights are below freezing it is perfect weather for the maple sap to run. It has been too cold for Ken to go out and tap the maple trees. Not yet.
Ken continues to make pots, look at the thermometer, and wait. I, like Oscar, am less and less patient.
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