We decided to bale this mowing of the pasture. It was so lush and thick with all the rain we’ve had and not too many animals grazing it.
There is a lot that needs to come together for baling and it is hard to plan it precisely. The weather needs to be perfect of course ~ hot, dry, low humidity, a nice breeze, the animals’ approval …
Since we don’t have our own haying equipment, our hay’s timing needs to match up with our hay man’s schedule. Our hay man is my brother-in-law-that-treats-me-like-a-sister. He works a full-time job in addition to having his own farm. Luckily, thankfully, he worked us in Saturday evening.
Saturday evening is not the greatest time to pull together a hay crew of strong, young men, though. So, Pig-farmer got my sister and me – HA!
Please give us mercy – that picture was taken after we were finished!
My youngest son, Dakota, was able to delay his evening plans and did a lion’s share of the heavy work with Pig-farmer. We were SO grateful!
Baling with family is a special time, I have to say.
Dakota had the hardest job of throwing the bales up to Pig-farmer to stack. That’s why he is “wearing” so much hay chaff!
After all was said and done, our small pasture netted us 171 bales! We were well-pleased and thankful for our help.
For today, friends, make hay while the sun shines!