The Country Diary of a GenX Woman


20131026_091001There was a heavy dew overnight and I could see the goodness leaching from the hay. I left the property at 7.30am anxious, but hopeful that someone had a free baler. I was thrilled when Brad sent me a text message with a photo of a big round bale in the paddock. Another neighbour was baling his Dad’s hay in the morning and drove up to do ours at lunchtime. It was probably still a bit damp at that time, but it was the best we could hope for. So relieved.

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