Man, it's hot. Well over 30 degrees C, merely warm for our Australian cousins but too hot for me. I'm old enough to remember when haymaking took days and an army of people. These days machines do the job in a few hours. Not so picturesque maybe but oh so much easier.
Started off quite cool here this morning but now the thermometer in the porch registers 28 which is quite hot enough for me. Have just come inside after setting up a watering system. Wonderful clear blue skies down your way.
ReplyDeleteYes, making hay in the 1950's, day #1, cut, day#2, turn, day#3, if fine turn again, then bale, with the Holland baler, easy to handle oblong bales, with green baling twine, so handy later on for tying calves up, garden stakes, taranaki gates that needed more assistance, and more. NOW, plastic wrapping and huge round ones that need a special trailer to unroll and feed out.I still do like the smell of newly baled hay. Memories!! Oh well, I guess progress has to be made somewhere. Lovely pic, Judith.
ReplyDeleteI used to love helping with the hay making when we still made the old rectangular bales. We'd all grab our pitchforks, and have everything inside before nightfall. Not the same today... sadly.
ReplyDeleteLove the look of all that hay. I would not like to be a-bailing it!
ReplyDeleteI've heard stories, from friends who grew up on farms, about haymaking and what hard work it was. It always looked beautiful to me when I would see it so beautifully baled in the fields. No much opportunity (i.e., none) to make hay in the big city!
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