The first day of summer meant the first harvest of the year on the farm.
The field behind the driveshed had been mowed earlier in the week, and by the time I came home on Friday, the hay was dry and had been mounded into long rows ready for baling.
As soon as I got out of the car, I could hear the clanking of machinery in the big field. Matt and I walked out to see what the commotion was.
Two big tractors were baling the hay. Unlike last year’s first cut when we had big round bales, this year we had massive rectangle bales. Allow Matt–all six feet of him–to illustrate the scale.
As best I could tell, each of these huge hay blocks is made up of about 21 smaller size rectangle bales. For those not familiar with hay, it’s not any one plant. Each hay bale is made up of a variety of grasses, clover, flowers and other plants. Last weekend, when I walked out to the back field, I snapped some shots of the most frequently occurring grasses.
I’m not knowledgeable enough about haying to tell you what any of these grasses are. According to the farmer who manages our fields, we have a good crop of hay for this first cut thanks to a good amount of rain this spring and some doses of fertilizer earlier in the season.
Just like people have to mow the grass on their lawn weekly, the hay will grow back, and we should be able to have a second cut–or maybe even a third–in one year. Something I learned last year that surprised me was that the second cut is usually better–as in more nutritious–than the first.
So this scene may repeat yet this year.
Ours was the same.. we gardened and there was some cutting and raking and baling of hay going on too. And then it started to rain again.
We got torrential rain on Saturday night. Driveway washed out, sump pump chugging away. I was very glad that our farmer had only cut two fields and had managed to get them fully baled before the skies opened up.
They mostly do the round bales down here, but I remember the first time I saw the big “square” bales! I thought it looked so funny! Like from a fairy tale and Jack’s giant had baled the hay!
They’re definitely not very portable. You need a forklift, or perhaps a giant, to move them.
Such a wonderful scene to come home to! I wonder why they chose the big rectangles?
I have no idea what the different shaped bales are used for or what are most desirable. These big ones seemed like a lot of work to move, but I guess they’re easier to stack than the round bales.