Horses and Hay

Being the country girl that I am I'm sure everyone would assume that I've "done hay" before. But, to my dismay, all I have ever done is unload the hay wagons. That is, until the other day. As I went up to ride horses with my Aunt Mare and 'tis the season to be rushing to get hay in I had the opportunity to help Uncle Randy and Aunt Mare with hay. I got to hop in the hay wagon and stack bales in the hay wagon as the baler shoots bales of hay at us. I don't know if any of you have ever seen a baler in action but it's really quite amazing. It combs the hay up with it's little teeth and ties the rope around the hay as it packs it into flakes and bales and then it shoots it out the back into the wagon. And the funny part is that when it's about to shoot out a bale it sounds like some sort of monster growling at you. So I decided that it looks like a dragon, a chinese dragon to be more specific, it looks like it has a face and the whole nine yards. At one point I was standing on top of two bails of hay pressure fitting myself between the hay behind me and the wooden frame in front of me, while I caught bails as they flew out of the feeder and threw them on top of the already six bail high stack of hay behind me. When I looked up I saw my Uncle Randy laughing at me as I catch the bails and try flinging them over my head. We finally stopped when I fell off the hay wagon because a bail toppled me over. It was very amusing. Luckily Uncle Randy was going slow and keeping an eye on me and stopped when I "hopped" off the wagon. lol. All in all it was a good couple of days. My shoulders are a little sore though. :-D