Waking up to Saturday.
Sap already boiling and bubbling from the collection yesterday,
Reducing to thick golden maple syrup.
Sticky and sweet, it pours like amber rain.
Most of the day is drawn long and is occupied by unscheduled time, during which we play and eat and sleep in until we hunger for a social connection.
Going to sleep on Saturday, sap already boiled, reduced to thick golden maple syrup.
Poured like amber rain.
Most of the day drawing to a close, and it closes, all of us asleep,
Ready for the adventure of Sunday.