We (and by we I mean the neighbor farmer who leases Tom’s family’s land for corn and soybeans) make hay every year. Like how I owned that. So yeah we (Tom’s family) lease some land to a local farmer and instead of money he pays in hay. Orchard grass to be exact. Hay is just grass. Did you know that? It took me awhile to catch on but by high school I figured it out. In the summer when the grass (hay) has grown tall enough for long enough and it’s dry enough it gets cut. Then it lays out in the sun for awhile. Then it gets bailed and then it gets stacked.

That’s what we did today. Stacked hay. And I just blogged about it (again). It’s the yuppie farmer in me.