Moving Hay

It was hay moving day.  We rolled, dragged, and dead lifted hay bales until our muscles began to fatigue.  We got about half the hay moved. The bales always seem heavy, but these seemed heavier than usual. 

We could probably have gone longer, but there is no threat of rain.  There is something very satisfying about throwing your strength into a heavy bale and lifting it off the ground, with a neat pile left to show for your effort.

All the cows watched with interest (here is beefy checking us out) but none more than Christina.  She mooed at us the whole time, watched intently, and then danced around.  Watching a thousand-pound animal dance is just as entertaining as you would at first assume.

With the new hay has come new volumes of milk.  Christina's production had fallen to just over four gallons a day.  At the same time, we have taken on a few new customers and we're selling about ten gallons a week.  That may seem like a lot left for us, but with all the dairy stuff we make and freezing milk, we were feeling a little pinched.  But now she's increased about a half gallon a day and everybody's happy!