We had our first hay harvest of the year last week. I think it was our fastest ever. The weather was hot, sunny and dry, and our farmers did all six fields in just a few days.

After so many years living at the farm, seeing the giant machines rolling into the fields is still a special moment. Even more special is Ellie’s enthusiasm to climb up on the bales every single time.

The day after they finished, the rain came to start growing the next cut.

Are you seeing any harvests around you? What summer traditions never get old for you?