This is the big oak tree down the trail to the dry lake. I have been clearing out dead limbs and branches that hang down low enough to bump your head or poke out your eye. The electric cord to the saw got cut in half that day so the work got cut short too. I was looking forward to cleaning out a place under the tree to sit and look at that beautiful green field. When I went back a little later, I found that all hay had been cut and was lying on the ground in a mess. So things were not working out as planned. I thought I heard a tractor yesterday and later walked down there and what a surprise.
There were big round bails of hay that had been combined. They will stay there a while and dry out. Later when I was at the post office, I saw Farmer Shay and he was happy. He had just the right amount of rain and not too much that it drowned the plants, and was a bumper crop.He said he would leave it and not plow it and have a chance to make a second crop. All of this hay on eight acres.