We ended last night with 4 large pizzas (the 5th is in the freezer), a motor on the elevator that had a broken wire and a broken power shaft on the baler. Stan has the motor fixed, the shaft jury-rigged hoping it will hold until the one that he's gone to order comes in. It's a JD 327, so it's around 30 years old, but it much more modern than the 24T we had before. I believe that would be in the area of 50 years old. Nothing like a baler you can depend on. Actually, there has been talk about buying a round baler. We'll see.
They got half the field done before things started falling apart. The biggest problem now is where to put the rest. Stan is running out of room for the first cutting in the hay mow. He's got the storm shed full! The poor barn swallows were beside themselves yesterday with all the furor going on in what they believe to be their space.
Oh, and the dogs have been rather thoughtful about their puppy production practices. Having said that, I'll have to watch out, but so far so good.
