THREE HUNDRED BALES.
Baled, Stacked and under cover. Alex my woofer worked beside me step for step and in tandem we threw bales. We just kept on going. Miranda my other worker tried very hard to carry bales of hay but could not lift them so she very kindly went to the kitchen to make dinner.
The wind was terrible, at 35mph (56k per hour) but when it hit 45mph (72k per hour ) =the fields are still empty around here, just grey bare earth – the wind began whipping the dirt up, the air was filled with dust and flying debris and we could not see more than a mile for all the flying soil.
The hay itself was even airborne, much of my grass hay was blown away, turning it was a nightmare but the heavier lugumes stayed put and were dried out fast by this fierce wind. I was happy with that.
But we got the hay in, driving the tractor back and forth between fields and barns with our heads down and turned sideways, the wind hitting your face at that speed hurts. It felt like there were small stones in the wind, smacking our faces. Our faces were black and our eyes full of muck. But still I felt satisfied getting the hay in.
It was too awful for Camera House too – cameras and dust are not a good mix.
All last night the wind howled – let’s hope today is a little better.
Camera House is already hard at work today – see you tomorrow.
I hope you have a lovely day.
Thursday 05/18 20% / 0 in
Partly cloudy and windy. A stray shower or thunderstorm is possible. High 84F. Winds WSW at 20 to 30 mph.
Thursday Night 05/18 20% / 0 in
Partly cloudy skies. Low around 45F. Winds NNE at 10 to 15 mph.