Working in the Hay Feild

This weekend we worked on moving hay from the field to stacks. It was a perfect day. The clouds sat puffy like whipped cream in a sky that was bluer than any water I ever saw. The hay bales appeared to be the anchors that held the clouds in place. It was a perfect day which seemed to help my help sleep peacefully while we worked.

My husband loaded the 6 foot round bales into the 5 bale trailer and I would take them to an area to be stacked and stored for the winter months. As we picked up the bales, we released the anchor to a cloud. The clouds drifted and collided into small spring rain storms to the east of us. It was funny though because with some bales in the field some clouds hung around.

Here I am resetting the bale trailer.

I did finish up Shriver’s Store this weekend as well. It was a great weekend. Shriver’s store painting will go on sale tonight about 8.

Also don’t forget that The Waiting goes off eBay tonight. Good Luck and God Bless.

For riches are not forever,

Nor does a crown endure to all generations.

When the hay is removed, and the tender grass shows itself,

And the herbs of the mountains are gathered in,

The lambs will provide your clothing,

And the goats the price of a field;

                        Proverbs 27:24-26