Started November 2013, finished January 2014. Built with skill, speed and grace by Collin Schmelzenbach and Michael Faller - two true Vermonters undaunted by putting on a roof under extreme winds and zubzero conditions - one of the coldest winters on record, which is saying something in Vermont. Three generations of Schmelzenbachs worked on this building - Collin got thelp from his dad, Lothar, and his son, Christian. Visit us at www.newdayfarmvt.com

2017 sugaring season is here! This is a SAPCAM capture of fresh green sap flowing into our big 2600 gallon tank at the sugarhouse. It's always exciting to feel this quickening of the earth's forces, even though soon it will retreat into another frozen sleep for a few weeks. We've made 320 gallons of syrup so far - and this year our syrup is certified organic and Biodynamic - shout out to Demeter crew who are so helpful and make the process joyful! Visit us at www.newdayfarmvt

The season was very late this year after a long, cold winter - sap started running the last day of March. So we got our first syrup on April Fool's Day, when this picture was taken. The season went fast! But we were lucky - we made 850 gallons, while our neighbors right on the other side of the mountain didn't get any at all. You never know with Mother Nature. Hopefully our luck will hold up again next year. Visit us at www.newdayfarmvt.com

Loyal defender of the land, the cattle and the farm, John Capen was a lifetime friend of Lewella Day. "Llewella was mother and father to me," he often says. This man knows his cattle and his tractors and has a trucking business of his own. He's as hardworking, honest and downright decent as you get. You can't go to town, especially down to Mary's restaurant or Sweet Caroline's, and get out fast, because everywhere he goes people come over to shake his hand and share a joke

Everybody has something to say about Lewella. "Tough as nails." "She was the hardest worker I ever knew." "She was mother and father to me." "She either loved you or she hated you." "If she loved you, you were good for life, and you could come to the party she had every year. But if she didn't trust you, or you crossed her or someone she loved, forget it. No second chance. "And you'd be bounced out of that party so fast by her gate guards with the shotguns and missing teeth