Tag: cutting hay
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Had to happen

It rained last night. Rained on my four acres of hay. I showed you the forecast didn’t I. Sun it said. But it rained anyway.(sigh.) The daisies don’t care. DINNER! HERE PIGGIE, PIGGIE, PLONKER! POPPY! What are YOU doing in there! You are a naughty naughty girl. You can’t hide from me. I can still see…
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The Hay Man Cometh
And he kindly said what an excellent stand of hay, you should get about a hundred bales off that. Then he mowed it down to the dirt and roared off down the road! Well, said Daisy. Quite the conversationalist isn’t he? He will be back on Wednesday to see how it is drying and then…

