Using the hired power scythe
Well, it was a hiring a power scythe again to cut the meadow grass. After a major hiccup last week, when the grass just kept jamming in unsharpened blades, HSS came up trumps and delivered another machine. This time, all was perfect. The air is now heavy with the delicious scent of newly mown hay as it dries in warm summer sunshine.
|The end of the day|
|Using a much more familiar tool!|
Having turned the hay and also turned around, I couldn't resist this shot of far distant evening shadows on a corn field beneath Woodbury Hill!
|View from our meadow|
Three days of sunshine, a light breeze and much turning meant that the loose hay could be lugged. There were 3 full loads and loading high loads of loose hay in a trailer without thriples was a bit of a test. Well at least I didn't lose any of it on the slope!
|Mini hay lugging|
|One mown meadow|
There will be more than enough for nest boxes for the girls. Some will make garden kneelers. The bulk will go to Ash and Jan's Texels. (A little bird said they might be showing at Burwarton next month!!) At the moment the garage looks more like a hay loft! No room for Mellings or Randolph. I figure that the 16 x 8 yard meadow has yielded the equivalent of about 3 small bales. I wonder what the experts would say?
Now I have to remember what this little patch looked like back in the spring when it was a mass of Cowslips and Moon Daisies. Oh well. There's always next year!