Both sheds are now filled to the brim with the best "bad" hay I could find (ie. low sugar, late cut, over-mature, stemmy donkey hay).
It is always such a great feeling knowing the barns are filled for the year and the food supply is, once again, guaranteed.
Thank you all for your kind remarks about my latest building project and for your concern for our welfare here. I know some of you were worried that we would get squished (rightfully so) by the monster door and I thank you for worrying about us. It is good to know that someone would notice if I were to disappear.
Speaking of disappearing, I know I have been a total blog slacker lately and I have been struggling with that. Writing used to come very easily and, in a way, it still does. Most of the "writing" takes place while I am out walking in the woods or working in the barn. I come in later and just let the words flow into the keyboard, transcribing the thoughts that had come before. Lately, there is a disconnect though, and, when I sit down to write, all the words overfilling my mind just seem to fly away. Please just know that your comments and encouragement are greatly appreciated and hopefully, I will eventually figure out how to reconnect the broken circuit.
I am the same way in composing blog posts! And sometimes it disappears when I get back to the keyboard. Take your time - the words will flow again.
ReplyDeleteYou are one of the busiest ladies I know; no wonder a bit of "disconnect" moves in sometimes. Our brains can only contain just so many projects, problems, solutions, at a time and then it starts to rebel at the overload. Question: What is in the other side of this hay shed; behind the sliding door?
ReplyDeleteThe other side is for firewood. It should be all filled up by now, but I am way behind on that.
DeleteYou might try Instagram. It's like a mini blog and I love having little snap shots of day to day life here :-).
ReplyDeleteSometimes it is a struggle to throw up a daily post with words attached it it. On those days, just post a picture. I love seeing different parts of the country that I'll never be able to travel to.
ReplyDeleteI also love having the satisfied feeling of knowing that our winter hay is in the barn and our horses will have their roughage.
Too bad you are not closer, hubby was trying to give away all of last years hay we didn't use. Had 2 people who said they would come get it. I told him I'd use it for mulch in the flower beds. They should have gotten it when offered.
Have a good rest of the week.
Compared to me you are a blog Rock Star. I haven't written in so long I list my domain. I'm blaming facebook :)
ReplyDeleteI am so impressed with the job you did on the hay shed! You know what you are doing! I buy second cutting grass for my horses and there's none in sight so far. So hard, with all the rain we have had. Your hay does not look bad to me!
ReplyDeleteSecond cutting is going to be hard to come by this year. I am glad I need late cut, poorer hay. I'd actually rather have stuff even poorer than this, but it is hard to get good quality bad hay:)
DeleteNothing like the feeling you get from a job well done, and having food filled barns! As for the creative block, it happens to all of us. The flow will return on it's own time.
ReplyDeleteYour hay shed is amazing. What a great job. This reader enjoys the photos and your blogs so very much. Perhaps it's just the ennui of summer heat and this huge project. Relax and enjoy the endorphins of job well done
ReplyDeleteThat is one stunning hay storage shed. Beauty and function. Do the donkeys have access to it? Do they know what is there? I imagine they are already plotting nighttime raids.
ReplyDeleteI sometimes think of things to write while driving...now that is NO good! However I love the shed. Thank goodness you are now prepared for one more winter. What a great job.
ReplyDeleteRabbits are our hay pests around here. They seem to love to leave droppings and mites all over our hay.
Thank goodness we have a sort of feral cat that loves to hunt in the shed. We often see her walking away dragging a rabbit.