Haying Season

We hung out at our land tonight, watching the neighbor bail hay…

Bluebird skies, the smell of hay dust in the breeze, 85 and sunny….ahhhh, summertime!

We picked rocks and added them to our growing rock pile (will be a stone wall running along the driveway someday…) This is a favorite activity of 2-year-old Pehr. She loves to help.

A neighbor pulled up on his gator to deliver cold bottles of water to us all and chat a while.

Someday it’ll be us out on those bumpy tractors, sweaty and dusty and looking forward to jumping in the lake when we’re done.

Is there anything prettier than a big field with bales on it?

I can’t wait til we get to live out here!

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