Yesterday morning, I cut the twine on my last bale of 2007 hay. The dwindling supply has made me feel more and more like Mother Hubbard as our April-in-June weather has pushed first cuttings back week after week.
I was on the verge of giving you all an inside tip on beet pulp stock when, wonder of wonders, summer arrived. The wind and rain stopped. My hay vendors (both of whom were among the few farmers who waited to cut and thereby saved their crops from being reduced cattle-only quality) revved up the swathers and balers.
Yesterday, we made the 30 mile trip to Oregon to pick this up.
That's 15 tons of a 60:40 grass:alfalfa mix. It's a bit more mature than ideal, thanks to the weather delay, but at least it wasn't rained on. And, we got it from honest people for a fair price, considering the cost of fuel and fertilizer these days. Within the month, we'll get another 12 tons from our other vendor and call it good for the year.
And boy, am I glad. With most of our area's first cutting destroyed and prices already on the rise, horse hay will be at a premium this year. By spring, it might as well be gold. I feel fortunate indeed to have mine in stock already -- and even more fortunate to have this guy as a great friend willing to volunteer his truck and time to haul it.
Believe me, weaving that trailer into our driveway was no mean feat.
Now, we just have to unload. Volunteers welcome.