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–Co-opting good stuff from all over the ‘Net and maybe some original thoughts—ΜΟΛΩΝ ΛΑΒE
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# 22:
Wet and clammy in the morning, hot a dry at noon, hot and humid in the afternoon….
All in a long sleeved shirt so you arms don’t get torn up.
Balancing on a baler or a hay wagon rocking across the field…if you fall off, roll away quickly or get run over.
Then, in the evening, you get to unstack it off the wagon and put it in the shed or barn or loft.
Start again at daylight.
Good times.
In the photo of the athletes before the race, I believe that the dudes wearing pants may have an advantage…
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B, a summer hauling hay has encouraged more than one lad to become a brain surgeon.
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I had to find out. Yes, the Poison Garden not only has a gift shop, but also their own line of booze!
https://alnwickgardenshop.com/
No Gowron today? Shame…
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Silly Walter. FBI agents don’t get fired, they get reassigned or… promoted. A really unlucky one had to hose off the roof in Butler PA.
Happy Sunday!
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Baling hay: what B said about trying to stay on the wagon or baler. I had the fun of stacking bales that were picked up and tossed into the truck by some mechanical contraption, all while said truck was going up, down, and around the hills that were pockmarked with various critter burrows. And people think gymnasts need good balance… Only thing that I really didn’t like about it – all the other guys were buff by the end of summer, while I continued looking like a stickman.
78 yo woman here. I do not remember hauling hay with fondness. I drove the truck until a cloud appeared on the horizon. Then the 4yo daughter drove the truck and I helped load.
Springtime I got to be the weight on the discs to make them grab the earth.
I went back to school. Med school. He found a big rock to weigh down the discs.
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Baling hay:
Out in the field was the EASY part
Try stacking in the barn, under a hot tin roof, nails sticking thru to slice open the top of unwary heads, no air circulation, two wagonloads of 64 each, THEN back out to load 128 more
3-4 times in an August afternoon.
BUT….when we were done, Mom had two watermelons that had been put in burlap bags and lowered down into the well to cool.
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B–Baling hay was much harder than detassling even though the hours were the same.
B–Agreed. And it’s just the tech that’s dated, the concepts hold true.
TRoy–Except when they got soiled…
thatmrgguy–It’s so true. You can get a whole night’s worth of good sleep in those few minutes.
crazyeighter–Definite incentive.
David–Thanks for the link. Ooops–missed a day. I’ll throw extras in next time.
WDS–There is that.
Frank–Not a stickman, just wiry….
Pat–Yep, incentive to not do those things again…
Gary–And I bet those watermelons were the best things in the world.
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Yep–plenty of hauling hay, then about September, getting the tobacco crop in.
The Homer Simpson one could be me, except that 4 AM isn’t much more than 8 minutes before my alarm goes off.
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TN Budd–I don’t know about harvesting tobacco, but hay is tough. Wow! That’s early!
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Don’t forget bees in the barn. Poison ivy is lots of fun too!
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gang–Bees and poison ivy–yep, definitely not to be forgotten.
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