I plugged up the silver maple that is in our front yard because it has budded. This particular maple tree always buds early. Its sap now smells woody. Time for me to quit pestering that tree and let it do its thing and let it get on to leafing out. However, the sugar maples that are down by the creek generally bud late, not for a couple weeks yet as long as cold nights hold out for a spell. I tapped three more trees down there and already the jugs each have about a quart of sap in them.
I will be boiling sap again tonight (already boiled down two gallons this morning) as well as working on re-writes of my novel. Oh, I'll also be folding laundry.
So far I have a quart and a half of syrup in the refrigerator.