~If you tell the truth, a man doesn't have a chance to talk back.~
~Cecilia Adams 1900~
Hay Man Rudy and his wife Marsha started baling early this AM...I was pretty groggy, but I think it was 3:30 or so.
|Small 2-string bales...and the baler sitting in the windrow.|
So, My Man and I are spending the day hauling the mid-size bales off the field to the stack yard. I get to drive the semi-truck...Cindy Sue will be my trusty co-pilot! Rudy will bring the bale wagon and pick up the 2-stringers.
Then we have to lay down the main line and start the wheel lines on the west field...and start one of the wheel lines in the east field.
That should bring up the moisture this evening, and they can finish the east field in the AM.
So, no trip to Central Oregon for the Wild Trails Horse Expo...or the concert with Don Edwards...we're bummed.
This is specially for My Man: