Today the co-op delivery guy came in his pickup truck, dropping off five bales of wood shavings, a bag of alfalfa cubes, a bag of beet pulp pellets, and two other bags of different pellets, all for the horses. Also horse vitamins. And I helped him unload the four pieces of a new outdoor pen for the dogs.
I didn’t take any photos today, though. Unfortunately, not knowing how Shelley’s camera downloading system works, I had to wait until she got home tonight before I could share yesterday’s adventure with you, but here it is finally.
It takes two people to deliver those humongous hockey-puck-shaped hay bales. Those two people are Ed and Doran.
Doran lives just over the way. He drove his tractor down and got here first. We gabbed for fifteen minutes or so before Ed arrived with the twenty bales on his flatbed.
Here’s Ed. A few of the bales were already pushed over onto the front lawn by the time I took this picture.
Now Doran, his tractor is equipped with this gigantic pickle fork that’s just right for moving those bales. The tine in the middle is the longest of the five.
He digs in…
… and upsa-daisy!
Doran didn’t have a whole lot of room to manoeuvre, but we couldn’t find the keys to the van. Anyway, he moved all the bales to where they were wanted, 17 in the side yard and three in the paddock.
And home he went, with a wave and a smile.
Ed had left first, as soon as the bales were off his flatbed. But while I was handing him the cheque, he shared an obvious joke: “You can tell the first cut from the second cut.” Except that I had no idea what he was talking about. I was, however, courageous enough to give him a blank look, and he kindly explained. “The green bales are the second cut. The first cut bales are green inside, but brown outside.” Later, Shelley told me that the first cut has more alfalfa, and the second cut has more leaves of other grasses, such as timothy.
First cut or second cut, all the bales need shelter from the rain and snow. I was very proud of myself for having tarped them all by myself. It was fun clambering over the bales to pull the big plastic sheet over them.
Nero is a second-cut fancier. Dee-lish!