Saturday, July 07, 2012

Rustics



The boss has seven fields to go of first cutting and some second as well. It is slow going with just one man with just one tractor, but if I may brag a bit, this man puts up good hay. For the past several disastrous years of too much rain and no sunshine we have ended up buying feed a good part of the winter. 


Unless we pay top dollar for really premium stuff the cows like our own better. I've been helping feed heifers in the evening and it is a pleasure to cut a bale and toss it out. The new stuff in the mow is incredibly green, yet bone dry. Smells so good!


Praying things hold together so he can get the rest of what is out there.

4 comments:

joated said...

I'm praying right along with you that the tractor/equipment/man hold up long enough to get the hay in.

threecollie said...

Thanks, Joated, they are all getting older. lol

Cathy said...

Think of it. How many people on this planet have no idea what a mow of hay is let alone what it smell like?

threecollie said...

Cathy, I hadn't thought of that, but what a loss. I have a little sock full of sweet meadow hay on the shelf at the head of my bed. We don't actually have that kind of grass, but when we buy a load the cows smell it no matter how far away they are and just go crazy