Chalk it up for another busy week on the farm. This week was “dry hay” week. Basically, we just slicked off the pastures and are now waiting for the good stuff to grow. It takes a lot of hay to feed to the bovines when it’s cold outside. We mowed down 180 acres of hay and baled up 380 bales. That’s the big bales. As big as the baler will make them. Earl doesn’t like to mess around with the “biscuit” size bales…..as he calls them. We were “maxed” out for the week. I was on “chore patrol” while they were doing all the field work. It takes all hands on deck to get it done. Whew! 026       It gets pretty hot out there in the hay field. We go through tons of ice and water. I stopped by the first field to deliver another water jug. Michael is a life saver. He’s 17 going on 30 when it comes to working like a man. He can pretty much do anything. All he needs is good food and cold drinks and he’s good to go.036.jpg My next stop is the “baling” field. This is where it gets interesting. Earl’s trying to fix the net wrap….this baler gave him fits. So, I’m the “runner”. I deliver all the tools he might need. Ever get the “call” when there’s a breakdown, and you’re supposed to figure out exactly what tools are needed?! I always throw a lot of extra stuff in the bucket……but I always forget something. Where the heck is that “thinga ma jig? Or that “whatcha ma call it”? How am I supposed to know where all those tools are? Am I Wonder Woman?!035.jpg This field seemed to go on forever. And so many bales. It’s going to take forever to haul all these bales home. Unless I get Michael behind the wheel. Haha029.jpg     He’s busy bunching bales into groups. That way when we go into a field to start hauling it home……we’re ready to rock and roll. Michael and Marshall were busy hauling during the afternoon. Things happen when those two haul hay. They try to stir up as much dust as possible. They’ll come flying up the road and “dump” the load of hay and off they go again. Racing out the driveway….through the huge “water crater” and then back to making the dust fly. And I wander why my house is always dusty? Why my windows never stay clean? I gave up a long time ago. 074.jpg     Here they are with a load of hay. It’s amazing that my little pecan tree survived and didn’t get run over. The ‘ole farm truck runs like a top. A new radiator and it’s good for another couple of hay seasons…..I think. Unless the boys run it into the ground. Very possible. 077.jpg       So, I’m flipping through all my pictures I took that day……this is what I found. It’s amazing what you can catch on camera and never see it until later. Hahaha We had a big ‘ole belly laugh when we saw this. Good grief, Clyde……can’t you be a little more discreet when taking a dump?! Those hounds……they make our life exciting. 079.jpg     Earl’s right there snatching them up as soon as the boys drop them up. He is the professional stacker. He can make it look so easy. It’s a lot harder than it looks….I’ve tried it. And so has Michael. We both get frustrated and give up. It’s maddening. Try placing a huge round bale, stacked three high. They have to be tucked in nice and neat….the barn has to be “chuck” full. No room for error. 081.jpg     Here’s the short side of the barn. I told ya. See how he has them tucked in at just the right angle? That way when he’s ready to feed them, they’ll be easy to grab and go. 087.jpg      Here is the finished product. These are the bales that were the result of the net wrap being messed up on the baler. Grrr……that’s life on the farm. Take the good and the bad. So, the barn is full of hay, but don’t worry we have plenty more to go. The “big” hay barn is still totally empty. It needs to filled to the brim before wintertime. Our work is not complete. We’ve only just begun. Sigh…..and the weather is heating up. That hot and humid Oklahoma heat can wilt things fast. We go through a lot of sweat and tears in a summer.096.jpg     Hang on…there’s more. I almost forgot. We stacked a bunch of it outside. This is your basic “junk” hay. It has to be “freeze your butt off cold” outside before the cows eat this. Or it may just be bedding. We will use it one way or the other. Only the best goes into the barns.041.jpg     Musket loves hay season. He gets to ride on the back of the truck all day and all night. Earl and Michael did pull an “all nighter” the one night. They hauled until 4:30 A.M……until they couldn’t go anymore. They were trying to beat the next wave of rain coming our way. Yep….I was on chore duty that morning. Candace, Marshall and I. It takes a lot of coffee these days. With Candace home again…..I finally have a drinking partner…………….Carol