The hay lays on the wet ground trying to dry and not having much luck.
I haven't even been able to finish stacking the bales, that's because I broke down though, but the rain doesn't help. Look at the alfalfa coming back. We will get a second cutting it looks like.
I was mentioning how the barley hadn't lodged yet but now it has. That will sure make it hard to get dry, ripe, and cut. But we're lodging stuff everywhere.
This is a grassy flat that we feed on in the winter and sometimes hay. The grass on it is lodging and it's a mess. Lots of feed but I don't know when I will get to it.
This is water draining down the creek after the latest rain. When I looked at it earlier it was dry and when I come back by 2 hours later, 10 hours after the storm, this is what it looked like. It dumped some rain here that's for sure.
Rain is grace; rain is the sky condescending to the earth; without rain, there would be no life. John Updike













Awesome!
Kara