We just got home a couple of days ago from a 9 day visit to the farm. (Kenneth's parents' dairy farm) It is located in Upstate New York- about 30 miles from Utica. Visiting at this time of the year means one thing: Haying! Kenneth loves to work out in the fields- mowing, raking, baling, wrapping. Here are some pictures of the good times haying on the farm:
So beautiful. If there were some mountains jutting up behind this, it could pass for Switzerland- so beautiful!
Here's my stud muffin on the tractor- he's pulling the baler.
Big Daddy's raking and Kenneth is baling- yup, for those of you new to this- that cylider behind the tractor is a bale of hay. (Big Daddy is what we call Kenneth's Dad- funny, huh? I've got to tell this story. . . So, one time when Kenneth and I were jsut dating we were at the farm at dinner and I was asked to say the prayer. Kenneth's dad must have been not feeling well or something, because I wanted to pray for him during the prayer. Only thing was, I got to the part where I needed to say his name and I had no idea what to say- Bill? no, that would be weird. . .Mr. Larchar? no, weird, too. . .Brother Larchar? no. . .Dad? no, a little too presumtious- we were just dating at this point. Hmm. . . Big Daddy- that's like a nickname- yes! That will work! (All this going through my brain in the split second before I actually had to refer to him in my prayer, of course!) I finished the prayer and Kenneth's whole family busted up laughing at me- which they still love to do! Okay- back to haying. . .
There's Emma in the Kubota in the foreground. One of the favorite things to do on the farm- Kubota rides! She and I had ridden out to the field to bring Kenneth some lunch.
Big Daddy raking
Another shot of a bale and the machinery.
So beautiful. If there were some mountains jutting up behind this, it could pass for Switzerland- so beautiful!
Here's my stud muffin on the tractor- he's pulling the baler.
Big Daddy's raking and Kenneth is baling- yup, for those of you new to this- that cylider behind the tractor is a bale of hay. (Big Daddy is what we call Kenneth's Dad- funny, huh? I've got to tell this story. . . So, one time when Kenneth and I were jsut dating we were at the farm at dinner and I was asked to say the prayer. Kenneth's dad must have been not feeling well or something, because I wanted to pray for him during the prayer. Only thing was, I got to the part where I needed to say his name and I had no idea what to say- Bill? no, that would be weird. . .Mr. Larchar? no, weird, too. . .Brother Larchar? no. . .Dad? no, a little too presumtious- we were just dating at this point. Hmm. . . Big Daddy- that's like a nickname- yes! That will work! (All this going through my brain in the split second before I actually had to refer to him in my prayer, of course!) I finished the prayer and Kenneth's whole family busted up laughing at me- which they still love to do! Okay- back to haying. . .
There's Emma in the Kubota in the foreground. One of the favorite things to do on the farm- Kubota rides! She and I had ridden out to the field to bring Kenneth some lunch.
Big Daddy raking
Another shot of a bale and the machinery.
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