Yesterday when walking by the cut limbs which are still propped up against the tree, I noticed that sap had begun to flow from the cuts. Taking a closer look, I marveled at the beauty of the sticky flow. Beads of sap have coalesced on the cut and have something of the color of honeycomb.
Remember the story of how amber forms, how prehistoric insects were trapped in the goo - which later dried into golden gems - and carried the bugs through time? Here is the first stage of that epic unfolding at eye level. This is a time machine aimed at the future.
Below you can see icicles of sap - sticky stalactites - dripping from the cut. Since the sap is newly flowed, it is clean and pure and almost has the transparency of water. Here is a shot of the bright sky reflected in the oozing sap. Who could draw as beautiful a picture as nature regularly sketches with no more tools than time?
Finally, so you can see the whole cut I've included it below. I suppose this winter it will warm some stove. But in the meantime, I'm enjoying the jewels that have formed beside my walking path.
