It’s a strange time of year to be thinking about cutting and baling hay, but hay has been on my mind. More to the point, the number of hay bales left on the property has been on my mind since filling the hay cottage with its usually ten bales on Sunday January 1st.
This past summer, a friend and neighbour cut our hay for us instead of our local dairy farmer who used it for his livestock. Before this year, we had no need for hay so gave it away. Now we have two sheep, two goats and a miniature donkey to feed.
My little fella watching the hay cutting from a safe distance as he chats with Tazzy.
