good enough

The weather this weekend was perfect for getting in more hay. After it was all cut on Sunday, our round baler broke in a way that was not easily repaired. Parts will have to be ordered which takes time, and rain is in the forecast for Wednesday. Luckily, Billy was able to borrow our neighbor’s round baler for the afternoon. They are the worst bales he ever made, so loose and floppy and the strings never tied, but we don’t care too much because at least they are done.

Hay Day

C is for clover.

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I asked the girls to hang out the laundry, which was done in record speed. It isn’t done the way I do it, but do I care when I didn’t have to lift a finger? Not even slightly.