So Much Hay
. . . so little time.
But soon there'll be even more hay. This evening, fall hay-cutting starts on Polecat Creek Farm.
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I'm an elderly retired teacher who writes. Among my books are Ferradiddledumday (Appalachian version of the Rumpelstiltskin story), Stuck (middle grade paranormal novel), Patches on the Same Quilt (novel set in Franklin County, VA), Them That Go (an Appalachian novel), Miracle of the Concrete Jesus & Other Stories, and several Kindle ebooks.
Labels: farming
5 Comments:
Wow! The horses must think it's Christmas!!
It has been a good year for hay, if you can find a few dry days for cutting it.
Wow, that's a far cry from the hay supply a couple of summers ago, or was that last year?
It was last year that the hay was so bad. Hard to believe it's so plentiful now.
The 'girls' look so pretty...
shiny and sleek, and very happy!!!
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