This morning our bales arrived. At 9:00 am, I heard a tractor coming down the road and sure enough, it was Alvin and our bales. When he turned in our driveway, a couple of cars going by slowed down to have a good look.
His hay wagon was neatly loaded with 200 of our 300 bales. In no time, we had them stacked in the house. Alvin would pitch them off the wagon, Andre would load them into the foyer, and Deirdre and I would stack them inside. After we had a few, Deirdre stayed on the stack and packed the bales I delivered to her. My farming relatives would be so proud!!
Too bad Justin missed the day as it was his day off, but if it's any consolation, Alvin did not bring the bale elevator as he had no-one to help him load it at his end.
These are the most wonderful bales. They smell so good. And as Alvin picked up the last one which was a light little bale, he said to Andre "There it is - now why couldn't I have found that one first? It would have saved a lot of work!"
