Jumping into the Haystack
The other day I noticed that the computers and couches were empty, so I asked my wife where all the kids were. She said they they were all up in the barn. This surprised me so I went up to see what was going on.
My first son was hanging around taking pictures of the old Farmall M for his facebook page, and also carving something. My second son was rasping an ax handle he was making from some oak wood.
My first son was hanging around taking pictures of the old Farmall M for his facebook page, and also carving something. My second son was rasping an ax handle he was making from some oak wood.
My third son and my daughter were up on the loft jumping down into the pile of loose hay that we took in this year, the old-fashioned way.
I'm not going to discuss the hay-making process right now, or the benefits of loose hay, except for one. Jumping into it can't be beat, It provides a much softer landing than baled hay. Here are some pictures I took to illustrate this point.
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