|Hay rake in Amish field just up the road from here|
taken through the windshield
The past four days have been spent in frantic pursuit of hay...yes, even Sunday, a day normally reserved for just essential chores and Sunday chairs. AS is universal in farming, things broke and needed to be fixed, putting on the pressure to get it done quicker before the weather changed.
Which it did.
It rained last night and much more rain is predicted to really slam us tonight, so it will be a day of other activities. In fact I am not going to get mad if the boss sleeps in his chair all day. Oh, he can store the hay he put in the mow if he wants to, but no suggestions are going to come from my direction. He has been going at it pretty hard for an old dude.