After a wet Spring, we finally have hay in the barn.
The elevator arrives.
This ancient machine is a back saver!
My hay man said it is older than him. He's 70.
The hay wagons are here!
Yea!
Up it goes!
Thank goodness for big strappin' country boys
who don't mind getting sweaty and dusty.
Cookies and cold drinks all around!
Cookies and cold drinks all around!
We are ready for winter!
2 comments:
you have a very beautiful place. I remember the smell of fresh hay. great memory
Thank you.
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