About a month ago we did up some high moisture round bales for a local dairy.
It’s what’s done with 3rd cutting hay in these parts, that or make silage because trying to get suitable horse hay to cure in late September is beyond challenging if not down right impossible.
So, on one of those beautiful mornings on my way back from taking Jake to school I noticed how the light was bouncing off the fog and hanging in the air…
I couldn’t resist stopping and trying to capture some of that great light.
I noticed off to the right the flatbed semi trailer was stacked full of reject bales. Bales that will be stripped of their plastic casings and burned due to the fact that….
“Billy The Baler” was once again, being bad.
Well, honestly, he did his best, the 3rd cutting hay was just too fine and flimsy to make a tight roll and then, as a result wouldn’t spin right on the wrap unit. That’s what I heard anyway, because I wasn’t around to witness it…I must’ve been walking the beach that day or riding my horses or…mowing. Can’t remember now.
Anyway….The wrapped round bales sure looked weird but pretty in the rising sun.
And as someone said in the comments of a post that I did on trucking those high moisture bales this past spring (you can look at that here if you want to), “…they look like giant marshmallows”.
Ya, I’d have to agree, they do!
(Yum? No. More like, “Yuck”. I mean really, that’s fermenting hay in there.)
I think if they were giant marshmallows, Paul Bunyan and Babe the Big Blue Ox, long time residents of Michigan, would love to have one or two in a nice big mug of hot chocolate, especially this time of year!