When I was raking my dad started to bail the hay and then when I was done I went home, recovered, got a very cold beer for my dad, packed the wee ones on the 4-wheeler and didn't forget my camera for some great memories.
A well deserved break!
Friday, July 8, 2011
Hay There!
The other day while I was at my parents farm I somehow got tricked into going out and raking hay for my day. Did I mention it was one of the hottest days of the year? Did I also mention I wasn't prepared for it at all and since I have had the wee ones I haven't done any of the field work because who is going to stay and watch them? Well the answer was my mom because she didn't want to get out on the tractor.
When I was raking my dad started to bail the hay and then when I was done I went home, recovered, got a very cold beer for my dad, packed the wee ones on the 4-wheeler and didn't forget my camera for some great memories.
When I was raking my dad started to bail the hay and then when I was done I went home, recovered, got a very cold beer for my dad, packed the wee ones on the 4-wheeler and didn't forget my camera for some great memories.
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Yep, I don't miss us doing hay and neither does Colin. He bales some of the straw, but it doesn't have the same urgency as hay.
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