Hay Making Days In Tennessee (POEM)
Golden rows on green like sheets
these summer days we view as treats.
When in the field, we sweat from brows,
to get hay in for our beef cows.
The days are long and hot as hell,
working hard every farmer’ll tell.
There is something special about doing hay
we’ve all been doin’ it since our childhood days.
Riding tall atop the hay stack,
the bales are heavy and they break our backs.
But we never complain when it’s hay’n days,
cuz this effort feeds us in so many ways.
This food will fatten our big beef steer,
It’ll feed our dairy goats throughout the year.
The hay will get our horses fed,
along with our sheep and alpaca head.
You see this ritual happens every season
providing year-long food for good reason.
Hay making days in East Tennessee,
this indeed is the life for me.
~ L. Davis, #thepoetfarmer
Yes indeed, it is hay time again. It is time to bring in out of the fields tons and TONS of hay. I mean that literally. This will probably be the last cut of the season here in East Tennessee, but boy is it a beauty. We have had wonderful rains to allow the grass to grow well and nutrient rich. This is a nice contrast to the severe drought we experienced last year that culminated in the deadly Gatlinburg fire which is right down the road that ended so badly for so many. The hay season last year was the first sign of distress. Fortunately this year has been entirely the opposite.
I took my camera today out into the fields as we did hay as sometimes folks just really like to see haying time. There is nothing better for me at least than to see the beautiful scenery of haying in the fields. It is the essence of rural farm life that tells a story about hard work and big rewards.
Here is a collection of great photos I took today of us working the fields today getting the hay raked, baled, on the wagons and in the barn!
These fields are in Maryville Tennessee at the base of the Foothills of the Smoky Mountains.
And that is the story of our day, our season, our life …. on the farm.
We can not complain as it is the most rewarding work we have ever done. We did 320 bales today and have 500 more to do over the next two days. Thank goodness there is no rain in the forecast. 800 bales of hay is 40,000 pounds, or 20 tons. And we touch it twice, to load and then to unload. Yes, we are getting a tad old for this. But, we love it anyway.
God Bless! L. Davis