It’s mid- July.
It’s hot with no rain in sight.
It’s time for hay!
Our wonderful neighbors to the south have lots of tall, stout, mountain horses that are used to hunt in the backcountry during the fall. So they have big winter hay needs. And they have haying equipment.
We just have one fat little Jersey and her very fat 18 month old calf. (Phil is not really interested in anything but momma yet. He just has a nibble of grass here and there.) So we have a deal with our equipment- wielding, hay- needing neighbors. They hay our fields; they keep 60%, we keep 40%. Perfect barter.
This year our hay was REALLY tall. And thick. And lush. A couple of days ago I walked through the tallest portions of our pastures and the hay was up to my shoulders! I’m pretty tall for a girl (5’11- ish). So all that rain paid off! (Hummph. I will know better next year, not to gripe about “all that rain”.)
Our share will be almost 6 tons!
Now I know that 15.2 tons from a 10 acre plot of land isn’t a very good ratio for those farmer/ ranchers who live south and east of us, but out here where we usually only receive 30 inches of moisture a year (including snow), 15 tons is GREAT from 10 acres! If we received any measurable rain in July or August or if we irrigated, we could get a second cutting. But neither of these happen. So I’ll just take my little 6 tons and do the happy dance!
I know Maisy is dancing. Here she’s just pretending to drink this water. When in reality, she is doing a fat, little Jersey dance!
At least on the inside.
Paradise~ just north of nowhere.
Today’s count: 38 eggs. 2 gallons of milk
What’s for supper: Marinated pork steaks and salad with homemade ranch dressing~ a fav.
Weather: Sunny, with a high near 82. Calm wind becoming east around 6 mph in the morning. Tonight clear, with a low around 50. South wind around 6 mph becoming calm in the evening.