The farmers are busy cutting, tettering, and bailing hay while the weather holds in a sunny warm pattern for the rest of this week. On the way home from work I saw a field full of the small rectangle bales, reminding me of days past when the farmers would enlist family and friends to help bring the bales in, working late into the evening, you could hear them laughing and calling out in friendly competition as they tossed the bales high up onto full wagons. Now everything is done by big impersonal machines.
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