Sunrise in the hayfield
You did it! Between Sunday and Monday we got a half inch of beautiful birthday rain. Thank you. It's definitely a start. Dare I ask for more?
It isn't supposed to be quite as hot this week ('only' in the 90s), and my hunky farmguy Joe says when the mist comes up like it did last night, it's like getting another quarter inch of rain.
There still isn't any hay to cut in the hayfield, and a lot of the grass out there has completely died, but we haven't completely given up hope yet. If we keep getting rain on a regular basis, there's a chance we might be able to cut some late summer hay. We need at least 600 bales; last year we put up just under 900, most of it in June.
The sheep are still out foraging for food in the woods. Hooves, paws, and fingers crossed that the grass in Donkeyland and the front field (where the sheep are supposed to be grazing through fall) starts growing.
There still isn't any hay to cut in the hayfield, and a lot of the grass out there has completely died, but we haven't completely given up hope yet. If we keep getting rain on a regular basis, there's a chance we might be able to cut some late summer hay. We need at least 600 bales; last year we put up just under 900, most of it in June.
The sheep are still out foraging for food in the woods. Hooves, paws, and fingers crossed that the grass in Donkeyland and the front field (where the sheep are supposed to be grazing through fall) starts growing.
Seven more photos below. . .
