Hello Pack. We are dealing with more weird Ohio weather here. Sunny and super hot (like I love it) and then cold enough to think about lighting up the wood stove and… rain. Every time I start to believe that we can stop living on a mud farm, we get another downpour. We haven’t been flooded in for a while, but being stuck on our hill never really bothers me anyway.
We fought through some baling twine issues for a few rows, but did get one hayfield all baled. Of course, we kept looking at the sky trying to beat the rain we weren’t supposed to get – but knew was coming.
Trying to find at least three days without rain in the forecast – which changes nearly by the day, was beyond frustrating. We actually wanted four days so we could do extra raking because the grass was so wet, but that just wasn’t in the cards.
Although we beat the rain and dark by about 20 minutes after seven hours raking a final time and baling, we had to leave about 30 bales worth of grass in the field.
First, the Massey Ferguson had an axel issue. That was very upsetting to my beloved, but we could hitch a truck to the hay wagon and keep on going. But, about five minutes after the Massey had a problem, the rusty beauty decided she had had enough for the day.
I can’t recall what type tractor the rusty beauty is, other than a really cool old Ford. I think Bobby refers to her as the 8N, but there is a 9N too, so I may be mixing them up. Anyway, worn out from two long days of hard work and a minor carburetor issue, was her diagnosis.
The other cool old Ford, can pull the rake but not the baler, like the rusty beauty can. I am not sure exactly why, but something to do with towing power at a low speed…I think. It seems we are always battling a tractor issue of some sort. But, they are all EMP-proof machines that are easy to work on, find parts for, or manipulate parts for with our forge and/or welder.
There will be more fields and more cuts to our hay baling efforts this year, I am happy that we got in what we did. We are blessed to have enough land on our survival homesteading retreat to be able to grow and harvest enough hay to feed all of our livestock during the winter.
Every year I am strikingly reminded of how much a physically taxing chore baling hay is. Best workout I have hard since high school, is what most of us say each time we don our work gloves and climb aboard the hay wagon.
One nice older gentleman was taken about that Bobby “had” his wife out there baling hay too. He had to laugh at the thought of trying to stop me from helping – or doing about anything else I wanted to do.
Maybe it was my comfortable tie-dyed sundress that threw him off. But, our Amish community, like the pioneer women before them, worked in dresses. I see no need to adorn myself in ugly men’s like clothing to work our land.
We had a traffic jam on our hill too. Ruby and her herd were not certain I didn’t have any more treats left, and refused to budge as our caravan headed back from the bottom hayfield until they were positive the treat sack was indeed empty.
In other prepping news, we purchased more plants for our garden. I truly prefer to only plant from seeds we have saved and plants we have grown ourselves – the best way to know they have not been contaminated by the biotech industry and their GMO seeds and RoundUp ready chemicals.
But, grocery prices are going sky-high – just like gas did this week. Produce price tags are going nowhere but up for the foreseeable future, so we decided to expand our growing plan.
This Week’s Questions
- How are you prepping for the expected grocery store sticker shock?
- Have any of your ever baled hay? Hard work, but fun times. Please share your stories.
- To all of you lady preppers out there, have you had to deal with even kind-hearted stereotypes about being a self-reliant woman?
- What did you do to prep this week?