It’s baling hay time!

The freshly cut field.

Robins were everywhere while I was taking pictures.

We have been taking on more of the responsibility of getting the hay baled this year to help lighten up Dad’s workload. (Actually I should specify that it is only Elaine and Matthew who are helping. I am very grateful that they do not need me to help with the hot, sticky, sweaty, dirty very rewarding experience of baling.) It seems only a short time ago that we were running along with the wagon playing while Mom, Dad, and Jason baled. How things have changed.

My not so little brother.

Elaine and Matthew work so well together.

I finally got a picture of Matthew snagging a bale.

This photo turned out interesting. I did not realize I caught that bird in there.