What a busy weekend! Just a few weeks ago we harvested our hay and had it baled up ready for the winter. A local man (he was paid for his work in hay) baled and transport it to our shed, and was supposed to come back and stack it up properly...but he hasn't and isn't going to! This has caused some stress for Brian, as even though they were out of direct rain many of the were still laying flat on the ground and have soaked up some moisture which had caused small patches of mould on some of the bales.
Saturday was our long awaited day to take some cattle to the market. But we couldn't put the cows into the shed ready for transportation because it was full of bales that needed to be moved! Brian had been sick with a chest infection since last Sunday and had been working for the rest of the week. So Friday evening we all had to help move the bales into place. Of course as we are only hobby farmers we do not have a loader or any other machine that could stack the hay, so had to do it by hand!
It was hard work! The idea was to use one of the gates to create a ramp up unto the first row of bales and then Brian would drop a bale onto it with the tractor. Then with my mother, father and I holding onto it he would back up and lift the gate higher on one end. Then my mother and I would push the bale and run it up the ramp! After doing this two or three times the men would climb up and wrestle the bales into place! It was hard work, but such fun! Sweet Amy stayed home and minded Meg, who was in bed for the night. As this was a little dangerous Dylan was allowed only to sit on a bale out of the way and watch!
We finished just before it got too dark. We then headed home and started our normal evening chores. Dylan wasn't in bed till near on 10pm!! When Brian came in from feeding the cows about fifteen minutes later, he went up to give Dylan a goodnight kiss...he was already fast asleep.
We were all up early as usual the next morning. The cows needed to be moved into the shed ready for our friend to come and load them up into his large trailer, and be taken to the market. So at 8am Brian and my father went out to get the first lot moved in, Amy helped them also. I got myself, Dylan and Meg ready as fast as I could and headed over to help...but alas, they had already managed to do it all by themselves! Then it was back to our house for a breakfast of leftover homemade pizza from the previous night and a fresh batch of granola! Brian and Dylan went off to the market to sell the cattle. Brian rang home often to keep us updated on what was going on, which was lovely! Our cattle got a good price at the market, which we are so incredibly thankful for!