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Make Sun then the Hay Shines
The last of the alfalfa hay is in. The hay field was raked into windrows yesterday morning. Then the radar began to threaten rain. Radars can be very threatening. And rain is only a threat when the hay is laying all defenseless and golden on the ground. Otherwise I would say that the radar was…
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Hairy MacLairy Babysits while Miss C Harvests Honey!
Hairy MacLairy, the long suffering ram, was left to watch the Shush Sisters yesterday. He is benevolent Uncle personified.. or ramified as the case may be. So he took them over to visit with Queenie Wineti under the tree where they could play in the muck. While I stole a couple of jars of…
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Rain, Hail, The Works!
The black clouds I noticed when I started to carry buckets of water to the barn in preparation for the milking yesterday morning, were not as frightening as the continual thunder. It sounded like a monster train running over a bump in the track not too far away. The thunder rolled again and again for…
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