Over the past few days, I’ve witnessed the haying process right through my dirty kitchen window! I was “hiding” inside, as the grass pollen and I don’t agree on much…
First came Daniel. He’s a hay cutting man!
While not as tall right there, the orchard grass just outside my yard on the other side was as high as my shoulder! Aaaaaachoooooo!
Then, a couple of days later, Vernon went by, raking two windrows into one… which reduces the time and passes the baler must make.
Then, ta-da!, the baler goes by!
Yes, missing from this little story is the tractor that’s stacking the bales.
I’m very grateful for my haying crew… and that I can watch it from inside makes my nose and eyes that much happier!
Find me here!
We enjoyed the cutting, raking of windrows, and baling just like you: indoors!
Glad you are safe inside. What a great view you have from your kitchen. I got a photo I took of the Tetons enlarged. It’s now my ‘mock’ window on my kitchen wall. Soooooooo much better than a plain wall