Watch Those Fingers “So … you can come out and help me right now?” A text I received from hubby, because to be honest, we have a pretty big place, and are often nowhere near each other. It’s a lot easier to text than search everywhere for
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A Day in the Life of Another day, the opportunity to make more hay comes up, and we jump on it. A friend of hubby’s cut his tall, native grass fields, and offered it to us. Who says no to such a generous offer, certainly not us.
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The Neverending Hay Story In all the years of putting up hay, I never hurt myself, until now. Sure, I tore some suspensory ligaments and other such nonsense once, but that was from hopping down from a pickup truck tailgate onto uneven ground, and doesn’t count …
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To Hay or Not to Hay When hay prices soar due to shortages, it makes one contemplate getting out there to make some bales. Sure, the equipment has some age on it, just like the operators do, but everything that’s supposed to work, pretty well does. Sure,
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Hay and Foxtails Back when we were still young and foolish, or possibly simply delusional, hubby and I wholeheartedly believed that we could drive truck, raise a family and make hay as well. On top of that, there were fences to build, a yard to keep and
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