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      in my inventory are from the Maple Syrup Festival (March 22, 2009). Their website describes it thus, "Take a short walk to the maple grove and 
      look for sap in the buckets hanging on the maple trees. Then wander to the 
      fire to watch the sap boiling in the large evaporating pan. Taste the sweet 
      sap and syrup. Warm up inside the Visitor Center with some hot chocolate, 
      purchase some maple products and enjoy the nature art such as woodcarving, 
      painting, photography and Native American wood flutes and beadwork on exhibit 
      by local artists."   A major motivation 
      in my going to the Fenner festivals is that they are free. There are 
      those, in organizations I have belonged to, who feel you must put an admission 
      price on something in order for people to value it. I understand where 
      such a philosophy derives its roots in our money obsessed culture, but I have 
      long disagreed with this, and the attendance at Fenner events has seemed quite 
      good on the occasions when I was visiting, as will be evidenced by the photos 
      within these pages. Even though the Fenner property is owned by the 
      city of Lansing, its operations now fall to the "Friends of Fenner." I pray their general and volunteer support will be adequate to keep the events 
      free.  
 There is quite a bit going on inside the visitor center as well as outdoors 
      during the Maple Syrup Festival. The photos will start inside, followed 
      by a section where we will join a group hearing a guided history and explanation 
      of maple syrup gathering and processing. It is rounded out by a few 
      shots simply wandering the grounds on our own. And, in the last two 
      sections of images from the festival, we are back next to the visitors center 
      where they have some feeders attracting both large and small birds. I took a lot of turkey pictures, but have whittled them down to a few, to 
      keep you from getting too shell shocked. I particularly liked the gents 
      who started strutting their stuff (or more specifically puffed right up) when 
      some ladies showed up. Hmmm, sounds just like us humans — imagine that.
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