More Bales
With all those fat windrows laying in our fields, there was more than enough for us to take a wagon load of bales for ourselves. It took a little creative arranging to fit them in the shed, with our recently purchased bales already stacked to the ceiling, but we found a way to make them fit.
Jody successfully completed baling the last of the windrows, leaving our fields with the clean look of being freshly cut.
Cyndie climbed the mountain of bales in the wagon and heaved them out for me to stack.
We won’t need to go to a gym to get a workout, that’s for sure.
There’s nothing like putting in a full day of work and then following that up with an intense effort of throwing more than a hundred bales in the July heat.
Since we wanted to keep bales from our back pasture, I had some time to kill while Jody finished filling one wagon with bales from the hay-field. I took advantage of the time to turn and rearrange our composting manure piles.
While I was nearing completion of that task, Cyndie called me to meet a neighbor who volunteered to take our miscellaneous metal scrap that was slowly accumulating. That was a wonderful happenstance, allowing me to clean out a pile of ugly metal trash that we’d piled up over the five years we’ve been here.
It was a rewarding three-for-one night of accomplishments that left little time for much else.
Dinner didn’t happen until 8:30 p.m., and bedtime was a little later than usual, but we were buoyed by the satisfying accomplishments we’d achieved.
Once again, we are feeling happy to be done with stacking bales for a while. This time, that joy should last for a much longer span of weeks.
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Written by johnwhays
July 25, 2018 at 6:00 am
Posted in Chronicle
Tagged with baling hay, chores, composting manure, happenstance, hay, hay wagon, metal scrap, neighbors, stacking hay
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