WRITINGS AND PHOTOGRAPHS FROM A SMALL COMMUNITY IN WESTERN NEW YORK
I see the hay and can almost smell that deliciousness, , taking me back to childhood on the farm, bare feet on the stubble, billy tea for the men, rolling the bales into a straight line for the trailer, then in winter feeding out to the cows.
Nice looking hay. I'll be getting 20 very large bales later this month. Hay was hard to come by this year, but now I have it ordered.
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I see the hay and can almost smell that deliciousness, , taking me back to childhood on the farm, bare feet on the stubble, billy tea for the men, rolling the bales into a straight line for the trailer, then in winter feeding out to the cows.
Nice looking hay. I'll be getting 20 very large bales later this month. Hay was hard to come by this year, but now I have it ordered.
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