“The ultimate goal of farming is not the growing of crops, but the cultivation and perfection of human beings.”

Masanobu Fukuoka, The One-Straw Revolution

Fowl Play?

We are in the midst of "hay-drying season."
The sky is as blue as can be,
and the air... warm and dry for once.

Our hayfield was cut on Sunday,

and baled yesterday.
That particular field used to feed our horses,
but not so much any more.
There was a day when a neighbor cut it,
and I fluffed it and raked it,
and then he baled it 2 to 3 days later when it was good and dry.
That neighbor quit farming, and there went the baling equipment.

A different neighbor leases our 2 hayfields (basically for free...
we ask for 10% of the hay to share with a different neighbor).
This particular farmer does not have the equipment to make 
square bales, and we do not have the muscles to deal
with round bales.

So, we still consider our recycling of manure to be full-circle...
it's just that now it's mostly cows that are eating the hay
from our fields.

Yesterday was a near-perfect day...
not a cloud in the sky, and not terribly hot.

The horses had spent the previous night in the pasture,
and returned to the barn in the morning quite tired.
(I like pasturing them at night time in the summer...
 the temperatures are cooler and the bugs are not an issue.)

Five zombie horses stood just like this,
without moving,
for a couple of...

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