Last August when we stacked our barn with the hay which was cut and baled on some neighboring land, we knew we didn't have enough to get us through the winter.
But some other neighbors had grown some timothy on their land for their horses. Timothy is an outstanding grass hay, very nutritious and -- if the livestock's reaction indicates anything -- apparently very tasty as well. These neighbors had about twelve extra tons they didn't need, so we made arrangements to buy it.
But things kept getting in the way of fetching it into our barn. Our busy season. Broken-down equipment. Bad weather. A bout of the flu (for our neighbors). It was one thing after another.
But today, at last, everything jelled and we could bring the hay into the barn and under cover. It was a day of screaming wind and chilly temps, but at least it was dry and sunny.
First thing we did was peel back the fencing between our properties.
The operation took two tractors and a trailer. Here our neighbor (Bryce) drivers his tractor and trailer loaded with eight bales. The bales weigh about 550 lbs. each, and there were 45 to move.
We had already cleaned out the barn to make room. Here two of our four scythes (used last summer to harvest the wheat) are hooked on the girts against the wall.
The second tractor in use during this operation was loaned by our sainted and patient friends Mike and Judy. Bryce had attached two forklift tines to the bucket, and he proceeded to remove the bales from the trailer and stack them in the barn.
Because of the wheelwells on the trailer as well as the tendency for the bales to get pushed away from the tines, it was often easier to just shove the bales off the trailer, then go around and pick them up from the ground.
Other times he was able to slide a bale up in the air without any problem.
Gradually the stacks built up.
Barn, after. Enough hay to last us through late spring, at least.
As the sun went down...
...our neighbor pulled together and re-affixed the fence between our properties.
It was Robert Frost who said, "Good fences make good neighbors." Our fences may not be the best, but our neighbors sure are.