June 22, 2015

Haying and Family

 Thursday evening, Owen and Cody were haying and we decided to go up and watch them. And take pictures of course...


Summer Skies


Cute kid


Smooth Bedstraw, which is an invasive plant. (Pretty and dainty though.)


Timothy


Livie, taking pictures with Gilbert waiting patiently.


Farm


Owen bought a new discbine, which cuts hay differently than the haybine


It tosses the hay out more than haybine, which is more like a regular mower


Gilbert got a ride 


Fresh mown hay


About to be fresh mown hay


Livie and Abilene


Sweet cheeks!



Lily being an airplane 


Orianna being a good big sister


The baler


Dad and sweet grandsons.


Love these pictures!


Orianna and Justin


Isn't this precious?
 These pictures seem fitting for Father's Day.  


Love!
This father (and grandfather) here is pretty great. 


Sunshine-y Elsie June


Those clouds....




And this guy? He is a pretty fabulous Daddy to our sweet babies. 



Replacig the mesh wrap 



Aunt Tori and her Hoyt


Bale of hay




Aren't they sweet?


Evening light







Owen bringing up his new wrapper



Sunlight on girls 


A blurry Lily jumping 


Cute kid


Talking between the machines


This rake is so cool looking 




The kids are so excited to have their Aunt Livie home again


The first bale to be wrapped. They are only wrapped like this if they are intended for haylage or baleage, which is basically fermented hay. Owen and Cody were doing haylage here because they hay was too wet for dry hay and it was supposed to rain really hard that night.


It spins the platform with the bale on it, around in a circle





We were all fascinated


And then, when it is all wrapped up, Owen tips the platform and the bale rolls off. 

3 comments:

Cecil and Amy said...

I love the pics of Lee with some of his grandsons! And those are neat pics of the baling. I've wondered how it's done!

Geri Douglas said...

I never realized how much Hoyt looks like grandpa Lee! Love all the pics!

Evan and Clover and Co. said...

Nothing prettier than June haying. And your kids. And my daddy.