The pasture, where the dairy cows used to roam is mostly brome now. We've been waiting for it to be swathed and that finally happened this weekend.
The boys had really been looking forward to this "new" adventure. Levi was very eager to get a ride and thankfully the man operating the swather was kind and welcomed having a young passenger with him.
Noah waited for a while for his turn and then decided that being a part of the combine and truck work going on in the shed was more exciting.
It didn't take that swather long to make nice rows of brome where a whole field of chaotic grass had been. It smelled amazing - not like fresh mowed grass, not like freshly harvest wheat, but something right in between.
No comments:
Post a Comment