One loses all time which he might employ to a better purpose.
Jean Jacques Rousseau
Farm women are not intimidated by machinery of any kind. This is a well-known fact. So, with that line in mind, I am going to talk about one farm woman that I know personally, and yes, that would be me. It would be very wrong of me to assume all farm woman are cut from the very same cloth.
Later, I may, or may not, be going out to drive the tractor and bale a few bales of second cut. The grass is not dry, but I would deliver it to our cows for their dining pleasure. They like that. My Hero, texted me from out of town and told me not to worry about it. You know, I thought about it all night long and even though I have not baled one bale this year, because of a back injury, I have really missed the job. I was good at it.
To keep myself busy lately, I have been putting another machine to good use. My trusty Singer Featherweight sewing machine had been sitting gathering dust (lots of dust). I have realized some similarities between these two machines. The accelerator pedal on both the tractor and the sewing machine each require a bit of concentration and skill. Not getting over-zealous or having a heavy foot makes all the difference.
The tractor, when you go too fast, makes the hay feed fast, and that is a fact. In some cases and if it is too wet, this, will no doubt clog your baler up. Yes indeed, that is something I never liked to correct once it has been done. That is a time consuming, and back breaking job.
Ultimately, too much speed and you will pay the price in the long run. Now, it appears that this concept is also very true for that old Featherweight sewing machine.
Lately I have been focused on work of a different type. I have been playing with different apron styles. I must tell you that I am quite (modestly) proud of the way they have turned out. After about the fourth one, I guess I started to get “A bit cocky” and put “The pedal to the metal.” That turned out to be a big mistake.
Just like the baler, with that clogged up hay, the fabric had all jammed up and sewn itself all together. This required a lot of time to undo with a stitch ripper. It also required lots of patience to completely cut every stitch and start over again. Just like the baler.
Memories, of having to pull an almost full bale out piece by piece, and throwing it on the ground behind the baler to be baled once again, came to mind. It had been a hot sweltering day and I had jammed it up so bad that the hay was coming out the front and top of the baler. Too heavy on the pedal, and more than likely a lack of concentration because the scenery was so beautiful contributed to that.
So, in conclusion, I only have a few things to share. Slow down. Enjoy the view but watch where you are headed. Always pay attention to what you are doing. Sounds easy, doesn’t it? It is not, but it will save you some time down the road.
Update: Well, I did go bale that hay and it was “Just like riding a bike”. The first round bale was good, and the cows appreciated that nice green bale.
The second one however; my sister Lizzy showed up just in time, to help me unplug the clog. Yes, I admit, too heavy on the accelerator pedal and the distracting view had everything to do with it. Some things never change. I decided that as far as the rest of that grass lying in the field goes, My Hero can bale it when he gets home.
The most exciting news is that I finally baled hay and drove the tractor. I will be ready for next year’s hay harvest.