Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Smiling and Dancing with Hay!

There is no moment when a man so surely has the world by the tail
as when he strolls down the midway swinging a prize cane.
                                          Elwyn Brooks White


I am sitting here this early Monday morning looking out the big kitchen window while staring out over the field of hay that had been knocked down early Saturday morning. I am waiting for the dew and fog to lift so I can go and rake while My Hero is at his real paying job. I smile on seeing those Turkeys wandering around with the picturesque lingering fog that hangs just above while pecking the ground that is now exposed. My eyelids are struggling to stay open and everything is blurry when I do get them to stay open, every muscle and joint in my body is screaming out Stop whatever it is you have been doing and go back to watching Netflix while listening to the rain pounding on this very same window.”

Oh yes my friends it is now haying time and since we have been delayed and then delayed again many times over this past month the rush is on to get it cut and baled before Mother Nature sends more of that rain we certainly could have used last year. Coming so close to running out of hay this past winter and spring I must admit has scared us so we want to make sure we get off as much hay as we can, no matter how crazy these next few weeks will be. I drink my coffee and think back to yesterday afternoon.

 Hours and hours of sitting on the tractor raking while going round and round keeping ahead of My Hero who is baling very fast behind me in that tractor with the newly fixed air conditioner. I love baling hay but I must admit raking it is a little more relaxing and honestly requires much less concentration on my part. It is like driving your car on a country road and getting lost and driving in circles, enjoying the view regardless.

Every time My Hero and I cross paths our eyes meet and I see his huge smile, I smile back and know we will meet again on the next turn, I love that. It is like the slow dance where you tilt your head back to look up in your partners’ eyes and know everything is going to be alright because he is always right there beside you. With that being said, I tend to get a little romantically distracted when I am working with this man, this is a lot of work and my body is telling me that I have not done this kind of workout since last year which seems so very long ago now. Smile … there he goes again, smile back oh I love that.

The hay smells wonderful I truly love this time of year. There is still water on the field in some low areas but with 95% being dry now we have no choice but to bale and hope that it will be alright. It has been suggested that we buy a bagger and wrap our hay, well this sounds wonderful but that would require another piece of equipment and a whole change in the way we feed our cattle and after finally getting a system that works very well for us after all these years I for one am not willing to change. What is that saying? If it ain’t broke don’t fix it.” Smile wave there he goes again. I love that smile. I tell myself keep going.

 I find myself counting the rows still left to rake, there are still too many to count so I stop trying and concentrate on the task at hand. I twist my arm back to reach the bottle of frozen water tucked behind the seat, the condensation drips down the side and runs down my arm, oh that feels so nice it is hot out here. I remove the cap and take a long slow drink, there does not seem to be any breeze even while driving, it is like the air is standing still and I can feel the sweat run down my back, I replace the cap and shove it back behind the seat. Smile smile as the tractor passes I watch my dance partner reach behind his seat and grab the bottle of water and take a swig, knowing he must be cool in that tractor with that very expensive air conditioner running.


Round and round and round she goes where she stops, nobody knows (oh I truly do know), this rhyme runs through my head over and over and I do know there is a lazy boy waiting for me at home, and when we are both done dancing in this field we will both be sitting snoring away dreaming of doing this all over again tomorrow. I do hope the rain stays away for a while. Smile smile, oh I do enjoy this dance.

Sitting looking out this big kitchen window this very early Monday morning thinking about how much fun we had at county fair just an hour before we rushed home quickly hugged our daughter and her friend goodbye and then went straight to raking and baling the hay. I will treasure these memories of the fun we had and all the events we attended with our daughter her friend and so many of my family. The best part was truly watching my Mom enjoy herself there. (More about that on Friday).

 Now as we farm as mature farmers we have learned there are many things in life that are honestly extremely important such as family time and it is so nice finally realizing that. Life is not all about the work and we must take that time to enjoy those gifts that come when they do. Experience and circumstances have taught us everything work related will get done in time, but there are some things in life that need not wait.


 Sometimes I wonder why I still do this; the sweat running down my back, my muscles screaming and fighting me every step of the way but then I think about those special moments looking over to see My Hero and his big smile knowing why. It is all about that handsome smile and the dance.

(To my Blogger family. If I am not around visiting for a while, my apologies, I am pretty sure you know where I am, round and round, or with any luck sleeping.)

Later

44 comments:

  1. Happy Haying, Miss B. We are headed out to rake and bale shortly. We are gaining on the downhill swing.

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  2. when you commented the other day about driving the tractor over a woodchuck hole, i knew you were haying! good luck!

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  3. I drove a bailer once when I was a teen many, many years ago. It made the small square bales. I remember going over a hornet nest and stepping on the gas before they swarmed me.

    Good luck getting it all bailed and in the barn, Buttons.

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  4. I LOVE watching hay being cut, raked and baled. I've never done it myself, just enjoyed watching other people do it. I hope you collect many bales and don't have to go through scarcity like you did lat year.

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  5. the light in your first photo is just magical! you're blessed to have such a magnificent view every day. continue your dance while the music still plays, dear.

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  6. This is just too sweet. I love how you can make anything romantic, even baling hay!

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  7. Nothing like haying time. And despite the hard work, it really is the good life!

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  8. I got completely immersed in this post Buttons . It said so much on so many levels, so many feelings. I wish I could come up with the words to tell you how beautiful I feel you have expressed your feelings of love haying with your Hero ~ but I think you actually said it all so beautifully with your own words and your smile. Hugs .Willow

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  9. This is a beautiful story of the love of farm life, all of it, and it comes through in everything you write.

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  10. You'll be going in circles in your dreams but as long as you have that smile to meet you halfway on every round you'll be all right. Take care in this heat.

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  11. I think it is great that you notice the small things... such as the smiles you share with your hero :)

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  12. You do what you gotta do right now. Make hay while the sunshines. Take care. "Another" Sandra

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  13. I love the smiles between you and your hero - it's wonderful!

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  14. B,

    Beautifully written! A perfect dance between a husband (Hero) and his wife (B). Years together makes for a perfect love, friendship, and soul mate. Someone who can read your mind, finish your sentences, and talk with a simple smile.

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  15. Bless your heart, B! I remember, very well, how worried you were last year about the hay. I'm so glad you don't have that worry this year but I do wish I were closer and able to help you so that you could get a little rest. Of course, you'd have to teach me first, but I'm a quick learner! ;)

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  16. A Hero and many smiles. Round and round. Life is Good.

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  17. I love the way you two smile at each other even during haying!! Having the hay put up will be such a blessing this winter! :)

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  18. Uh, huh. Sure, likely story. You'll more likely be chasing down that man with the smile!!! Have fun. :)

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  19. Ahh I love the smell of fresh cut hay! And then I sneeze!

    Hope your haying goes well, and quickly, before the rains return.

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  20. At last! We have had a pretty good window down here too. Hopefully you will get all the hay you need. Keep smilin' and dancin'. So goes the life of farmers.

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  21. Your fields are beautiful, B! And so are your words as you describe the connection you make with your Hero each time you meet each other. I hope the haying goes well and the rain holds off until you get done all you need to. And get rest when you can!

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  22. I never knew how truly sweet haying could be! Looking at those lovely views would keep me going, too! Must have been wonderful to smell the fresh cut hay and hopefully took your mind off those darn aches and pains. I can see why they are worth it. xo

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  23. If there is a way to hay with joy in your heart... then you and the hero have the right formula.

    Hugs

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  24. What an awesome story. You two sound so great together!

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  25. So how come you don't get a tractor with an a-c? I know. Stuff like that is boo-koo bucks. Good that you at least have two tractors so you can do that hay dance with your sweetheart. Love it.

    Reminds me of when I raked hay with my dad doing the baling. Things usually went well unless I drove across the corrugations. I heard some serious complaints about someone having to deal with a super bumpy ride.

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  26. Well at last you can bale that hay. Have fun as I know you will and sleep well. Hugs M xoxox

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  27. this is beautiful... a perfectly described moment in a rural marriage :)

    xoxox

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  28. Nanny Nanny Boo Boo - I got a 'fair' sneak peek! Ok sorry...I shouldn't have said that. You can delete this comment if you want to.

    I was thinking...you bailing hay reminds me of me painting. Over and over and over again. Or extracting honey. Uncap the frame, spin it in the extracter and wait for the honey to drip. Waiting for honey to drip is about as fun as watching paint dry! I like to listen to books on tape (ok cd) while I do such monotonous work. Give it a try...for you..maybe a romantic book would be nice. (I love romance btw!) I think it's sweet that he smiles at you every time you pass each other. Sweet.

    Cindy Bee

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  29. We didn't have hay growing up but the neighbors baled hay on their large farm. I used to sit and watch them and marvel at the hard work they put forth.

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  30. Have fun if you can -- at least be content that this hay will feed your cattle this winter! Stay safe.

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  31. I was getting a bit dizzy there in the middle- I'm sure I would not do very well going round and round. I'm glad you are getting your hay in though- especially with this weather acting up so badly.

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  32. Living in a City - disconnects many from the very heart of Life - the what it takes to Truly pay attention and Be Alive.

    I'm really grateful for you -
    and the way you share with us.
    love & love,
    -g-

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  33. a great story, b!!! haying time is a busy time...hopefully with big rewards!!

    i have those special moments also, they are the best!!

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  34. I don't know how you did it, But you made bailing hay sound so romantic. LOVE this post my friend.

    Hugs~

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  35. I'm really happy to hear you are finally getting your hay done. Every time I see one of the farmers out here doing hay I thought of you. Coming home from various events the past couple of weeks, we've seen farmers cutting hay by the light of the tractors, well into the night.

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  36. Beautiful pictures of your farm and countryside you have here.
    What a lovely description of you and your hero dancing while doing the haying, I can just about picture you. You both work so hard on the farm. Have a good night's sleep. :))

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  37. It's so nice to hear someone so totally in love . Not many of us around happy haying.

    Saun

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  38. Thought I share this with you one of my favorite songs right now it just makes you want to dance :) or it does me
    http://youtu.be/cGQlVKUh6D0

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  39. I'm glad you're finally getting to your hay! I hope you enjoy the dance with your Hero...that's a neat way to describe it! And thanks for the reminder that we need to do more than just work. I just got back from two days at the beach with our daughter and some of our friends. It was a much needed break!

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  40. Oh how I enjoy your stores...about everything. They help make my days brighter.
    Am glad you are getting the hay in. Was getting a little worried whether you would or not.
    Isn't it wonderful to have a man whose smile can light up your life. My old chap has a great smile and I love him as your love your hero. xx

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  41. Another great description of farm life. It is refreshing to hear someone proclaim their love for their hero like this. Hope the weather is kind so you can get the job done.

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  42. Beautifully said, as always, dear B.
    Only you could make haying into a romantic dance in the field with your true love :D)xx

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  43. Blessed with a wonderful hay crop and a fine pair to bring the hay into the barn.

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