We have a wonderful opportunity in our community. We have a fairly large common area of land that can not be developed as it lies in a flood plain. The area is mowed and baled and each horse owner has the opportunity to purchase a certain number of bales per horse at $3.00 per bale. This year we were allocated 50 bales for each horse. We all watch the cutting and baling process, anxiously awaiting the 'go ahead' to collect hay. We all have our own opinions of just where the best hay is located and there is somewhat of a scramble to get to those spots. There are a few folks who are a bit underhanded about the hay pickup, but for the most part we have a good time and neighbors help each other and enjoy the camaraderie of bucking hay - although for some of us the bucking is more like a feeble crow hop!
|Close inspection. Was this the area where the thistle was growing, or was that closer to the road?
|Hurry up and take the picture. This bale is heavy!
|Hay (sic), just toss that bale up here to me.
|Doesn't this look like fun? Aren't you just dieing to help us next year?
|Even Dad, who happened to be visiting, was pressed into service! He was our designated driver.
|We only have room for two more bales on this load. Phewww!
|Our truck is full. Now let's help our friends load up.
|We get to try out our 'new' hay elevator. This sure beats hauling one bale up at a time with the block and tackle!
|Grab it! We'll put it on the third row on my right.
|Finished for now! Who needs to pay for a gym membership?!