Saturday May 27th
It's hay time again! And you know what they say. Make hay while the sun shines! Well, these last few weeks have been wonderful for cutting hay. It's dry, dry, dry! No need to worry about a sudden burst of rain to spoil a cutting.
So my girlfriend's husband has been cutting as much as he can!
I had a ton of hay left over from last year. Almost 100 bales! You always worry that you won't have enough. And I'm sure we did that again this year!
Because we had 100 left, I told my husband I think we only need about 170 from this cutting and we'll be set til next June.
So we unloaded and stacked one rack that held 124 bales. Then went back for the second rack and he just kept taking it off the rack until we had taken 195!
the one that says, 'we have enough!' And I'm
the one begging for more 'just in case.'
So it just so happened it was the weekend that our daughter and 16 year old twins were in town. I told my grandson if he's interested I'm paying $25 an hour! He loved it LOL He would have done it for nothing I know. But I would have paid someone this year anyway to help out. And he's trying to save for a car! It just worked out all the stars aligned and my grandson was here, my son was available and the weather was awesome! What a joy to do this with some help and not
on a freaking 100° day! It seems like every time hay is cut it's 98° and humid! This was so, so much better! Still warm for the guys working but not like it is when it's hot and humid. I've done it. I know. I just about passed out one time. It's not something I can do anymore. I never did much as far as lifting it and stacking. But I can get on the top of the hayrack and get it down to the edge for someone to take. But it's a job! You need to be young and strong!
Pulling in the first rack
They filled that whole wall with 124 bales. My son in the white T-shirt, 16 year old grandson in the red and our son's youngest in the blue. He'll be seven in July. He is a real worker. He always wants to help!
I was very grateful that our son came to help. We really needed the three of them.
They took the first empty rack back and of course they all had to ride on the rack giving Grandma a heart attack.
"At least sit down!!"
The next 70 bales went into our Fourth Stall across from the horses stalls. They put up a board and our son slid the bales across the board into that stall. It worked out pretty well actually. They did a few with the board like you see.
Then as the stack got higher, they moved the board all the way up on the top of the hay on the hayrack, across the top of the stall frame. As he slid it across the board, my husband and Grandson would catch it and stack it in place. Sure was better than walking each one into that stall.
We took what we wanted and then they took back the rest. This time everyone sat in the bed of the truck. It's only about a half mile down our road to my friends house. And rarely traveled.
Ha! B&W makes it look like the 50's or something!