Dear Curiosity Journal

Standing beside the bubbling sap, I absorb the radiating heat of the woodfire and listen to the rolling boil. The bodies of my beloved sister maples stretch far above my head and beneath my boots and the depth of their interconnection feels a bit beyond my grasp. I ponder all that they provide for the soil, the beings, and this zoetic hillside, so much beyond the sweetness in my morning cup of coffee. Through this relationship, I gain so much more than syrup. These halcyon days in their company are savored throughout the season.

~Joy