While I mow lawn and work in my garden, the guys are busy putting up hay. They started in the fields around my house, which is always very appreciated due to my grass allergies.
I’ve often wished I could go somewhere for the month of June and return after the pollen has blown away… which it would have easily today with howling winds and 90 degree temperatures. I’m very thankful that our nights cool off, at least!
Find me here!
I love the smell of fresh cut hay, haven’t mowed any my self since ’66, but just driving by a field of it now takes me back in time-
Looks beautiful! My Dad always said “got to make hay while the sun shines”