A balloon flew over the barn as Bob was baling the last stretch of hay in the pasture.
It was a beautiful day to bale hay. Three days later, quite unexpectedly, we got 2 inches of rain in a thunderstorm.
These racks of grass hay smelled wonderful. Bob enlisted the help of two boys who had not stacked hay before. They learned fast and did a good job.
Wiring in an empty trailer next to us sparked in the high heat over the weekend. That's our alfalfa field.
My pollinator patch of milkweed has multiplied this year. It's starting to crowd out the asparagus, so some of these may get yanked, despite the butterfly benefit.
Happy sheep in our grove.
This is a beautiful photo of my parents' fruit farm in Maryland, taken by my cousin Harvey.