Saturday, 8 August 2009

August Sun Means Hay

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2 comments:

deb said...

I always get the urge to stop the car and take pictures when I see fields of hay bales too. It makes me feel good. One of the things I miss the most about living in town instead of at the farm.

Oma said...

Exactly! There was tons of traffic and I was in a bit of hurry ... but ...

I think my love of hay goes back to the time when I taught grade four. The last story in their reader was "Hay is Made of Flowers" and I always loved it because it heralded summer vacation, and because I loved the thought of storing up the fragrance and goodness of summer flowers to nourish the cattle all winter (and to remind the farmers each time they pitched a forkful down from the loft that summer always returns)