Yesterday was a lovely sunny, breezy day - just right for drying the hay and we had high hopes. Then around seven o'clock the dark clouds appeared, the lightning flashed around the sky as it did the night before and it began to pour with rain. By this morning there had been well over an inch of the stuff - our hay lying in the field must be floating.
Me - the novice as far as hay is concerned - pleaded with the farmer to go round by the field on our way back from our celebration Wedding Anniversary lunch. I just wanted him to look how it was getting on after such a lovely day.
He said it was best to just leave it alone. And how right he was. Had he shaken it up it would have been even worse. He told me that one year when he was a child they had hay lying for three weeks before it was dry enough to collect in. And it was some of the best hay they had ever had. And that in the days when hay was really vital to winter feed.
Best to leave it to the professionals.
As my heading suggests - I slept badly and am now thinking of getting tea ready. Laziness has kicked in and I shall blog no more today. Have a nice evening. Incidentally, after a reasonable day today black clouds are gathering - maybe a repeat performance?