Scenes from a hayfield
Hubby mowing the hay
Wouldn't you know the time to work in the hay just happened to be right in the middle of the heatwave we've had for the last couple of weeks....
But now we have enough square bales in the barn to last our sheep for the winter and all of the rolls are sold- which is nice because we have a little extra jingle in our pockets.
Heading out into the field, Hubby in front with the baler and me behind with the rake.
The large scary-looking spear on the front of the tractor makes me wish I had one on my car sometimes.... I have a feeling no one would pull out in front of me with that on there.
Looking over my shoulder to make sure the rake isn't too close to the tire...
That's hubby with the baler in action... and no, he's not on fire- that's dust.
Rolling it up.....
It's getting dark and there is still lots of hay left.... *sigh*...
Even though it's hard work, the real reward comes in the dead of winter when I can take comfort in knowing I have plenty for the sheep to eat.
Happy Tuesday, everybody!