Tuesday, June 7, 2011

We love heights

Haying season was always my favorite time of the year. As children, would climb higher and higher on top of the giant hay stack with every bale tossed in. My mom was always ruining my fun when she found out it was hay day, and she would make a mad rush up to the farm to save me. Being married into the family, she could never understand that is just how we rolled on the farm.