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Almost Hay Season

Hay Calico Farm Cat

After a couple weeks of blissful sun and warm weather, it has been cold here again.  Okay, "cold" might be an exaggeration...but no doubt it is chilly.  Today is especially dreary with clouds and rain being added to the cool temperatures.  I'm trying to keep myself warm by daydreaming of summer and all the fun that the season entails.  Summer is full of joy and fun, and for some "summer fun" might be synonomous with beaches, pools, vacation, and the like.  However, here in the midwest, one could add hay to that list.

Golden Waves of Hay

Yes, hay. I can still vividly remember moments of sheer joy in childhood, captured by galloping with unbridled enthusiasm on top of a long row of large round bales. (And yes, while "galloping" and "unbridled" are figures of speech, I will admit to, as a horse crazy youngster, always imagining that I was riding a horse.) It sounds simple and silly I know, but those who have lived the experience will agree. It is blissful. 

Hay Play

The paradoxically calming and energizing smell of hay filling your nostrils, the warmth of the sun on your back and the fresh farm air on your face as you sprint headlong - leaping from bale to bale when necessary. Even slightly having the wind knocked out of you when you trip and fall onto the scratchy surface feels strangely satisfying.

So, in anticipation of the upcoming warmer months, I share these pictures taken in our hay barn last year. Enjoy, and may they warm and invigorate your spirit! 

hay Fishing 

  Hay Kids 

  Hay Senior Picture Wannabe 

 

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terra dei farm
4/17/2012 7:16:29 PM

So true, Dave. The older I get the more I see and appreciated all that a rural upbringing provided me with. Hard work for sure. As you said, if only every child could be so blessed.


nebraska dave
4/15/2012 1:13:45 PM

Alexandra, I had to smile at your memories of hay play. Hay was stored quite different in my childhood. Early childhood hay stacks were the thing but in my teens hay was stored in 50 to 70 pound bales stacked, once again, in a hay stack. Most of my memories were about cutting the hay, raking the hay, bailing the hay, and stacking the hay. The best memories were being able to work with the adult crew and the bonding that happened during those days of hard labor. It formed my work ethics for the rest of my life. I think every child should be able to experience rural farm memories. Don't you? Have a great day remembering hay play.