Peevish Pen

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Location: Rural Virginia, United States

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.

Monday, May 26, 2008

Making Hay, Raking Hay

We've got hay down on Polecat Creek Farm. The picture below shows the raked hay in our top field. The mountain peeking between the trees is Smith Mountain.

"Farming is pretty work."
—Lee Smith, Fair and Tender Ladies

Two days ago,the cut hay looked in our point field (across the road from our top field) looked like this:

John has been raking hay since mid-morning. This is how the raked hay looked in the top field a few hours before I posted this entry:

The hay is thick this year and today is hot, sunny, and windy—a perfect day to make hay. Another part of the top field:

John rakes hay in the side field:

And a closer look. He's nearly done:

Later this afternoon, the raked and dried hay will be baled.

Farming is hot, heavy, tedious work. But it's still pretty.




Blogger Amy Tate said...

With the drought we had last year, this is a beautiful sight.

6:25 PM  
Blogger Amy Hanek said...

Having a Hay-Day? It does LOOK pretty - but I don't envy all of the work involved. My pool and regular yard work are enough for me!

Good for you!

11:52 AM  
Blogger CountryDew said...

Memorial Day Weekend is almost always a haying time at my house.

6:35 AM  

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