One More Day of Haying and A Saturday

Friday…

Yah, I see ya.

Stole my truck, slingshot boy.

A spring broke in Jake’s baler

so he took my job away from me.

Father and son.

Jake giving a hand chaining

down the hay.

Boy running the grabbers.

He isn’t allowed to load the

trailers yet but does help out

moving hay out-of-the-way of

the baler going by.

Gives the kid some practice for

that “someday” job.

Dez’s accumulator decided to break

so that left just Glen.

Last man standing.

David taking a break … waiting

for a stack-a-ten to come forth.

There was still dust coming from

that baler letting us know he’d

still be making a few more

rounds before we could call it a

night.

(That translates to the hay isn’t too damp yet to bale or there’d be a lack of dust).

This is a hay tester device.

Most folks out this way don’t

salt the layers of hay in their

barns like we used to do.

They have these fancy things to

tell you when the hay is getting

too damp and thus becoming a

fire danger once stacked in the barns.

Being hot, tired and sassy at that point I said to the farm manager,

“You don’t need no stinkin’ tester you got me and I still see dust rolling forth.

Keep going.”

And I still have a job after that.

Dang it.

Saturday

Todd and crew (Jake included) arrive home around 4:15 p.m. from

a Fourth of July parade down near Bay City.

Once home, Todd and I had date night.

Yes, just the two of us.

We went out and picked up about 800 bales.

Bales that Dez had baled earlier in the day while everyone was off

“playing 4th of July parade”…or scrubbing toilets.

I figured you’ve all seen WAY too many haying pictures.

Enough to last a lifetime probably.

How about a picture of the ground at the West 80 property?

I know exciting stuff.  It was my “view” though, so I figure it counts.

I was sitting in the truck waiting for Todd to shut the big sliding

doors on the hay barn and I looked down at the ground…

I thought the tire tracks looked kinda cool.

It was either this or a self-portrait of me scrubbing toilets here at

the house.

And what do we have here?

Looks like someone else in this county knows how to burn too.

I saw one little pickup pull in and then out of this driveway

when I passed by with a load of hay.

Fire chasers or concerned citizens?

You decide.

Maybe in time, between us and some fellow farmers, we can get

folks in this county desensitized to the sights and smells of smoke.

I know a certain farm that could use a little more smoke action.

So there you have it.

We’re a long way from done with first cutting hay but I can report that as of today, the 4th of July, Helen’s 80 acres is all wrapped up. Or tied up….with twine.

No rain on all 80 acres.

7300 bales made.

216 ton.

First time since we’ve been here that Helen’s Fields were put up without any rain at all.

Oh, if we could only be half that fortunate with what’s left to do!

Here’s what’s headed our way for Monday….I won’t be cutting any hay.

Guess it will be back to scrubbing toilets or floors for me.

Dang it.

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4 thoughts on “One More Day of Haying and A Saturday

  1. Unbelievable story and pics and I have seen this process done many times, but I was full of anxiety for everyone involved. The fire scenes just made me sick, but then along comes a semi load of hay and I could exhale.
    In all seriousness what else could you plant on some of those acres. I can only think– cranberry blogs!

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  2. I know how hard of work this whole process is, and watched the process, but this was the first time I seen the burning of the fields, it was as if tho you could just feel the heat of the fires, and the extremely hard work it would have been to do it. It would be the best if you never had to do that again.

    I am with Janette in trying to find a different crops, was another crop of soy beans still not a option.?

    Be careful.

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    1. :)See your email for more in depth comment but in the meantime…

      Not all that hard of work really. What was hard was when the dew finally set in.
      It just wouldn’t burn anymore and our “controlled burn” was over.
      I suppose this is one of the reasons why wild/forest fires aren’t as big out this way like they are out west.
      We certainly have plenty of pine trees and prairie land here about like Idaho and Montana.
      Soy beans…? Mmmm…I’ll put that one in the suggestion box too.
      But seriously, it’s a tough area weather-wise. Most times it’s not long enuf break in between storm systems to get rain free hay baled and in the barn. We’re darn thankful when we can and even more thankful when our balers and other equipment is all going like it should. Everyone who hays has the same equipment issues – new or old.
      :)

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