Originally posted by slredmond:
C'mon Weezie - come sweat in the hay field with me! Don't ya remember the good ole' days?! You know, scratches all up and down your arms? The lovely, stiffling "balmy" air up in the hay loft?!
When I bailed hay believe it or not,
I used to have veryyyyyy long finger nails...
and I'd wear long sleeve shirts, I'd use about 4 or 5 band~aids per fingernail, then wear gloves, and then put ace bandages around my wrists to hold the gloves up and sleeves down..
and I would grab the bailing twine sideways on my fingers *so I wouldn't go straight in with the nails* and I could swing a mean bail of hay around in my time...
Knocked a few "guys" working in the back of the loft stackin'... *
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It was one long week~end, great day at days' end,
good summer at like 10:00pm *usually garden veggies and something on the grill so the kitchen didn't heat up and we had a huge 26 man table in front of our house that sat out side..
and we'd have cold drinks and beer if we wanted it, :p
*that's how I learned NOT to drink beer at a young age, they gave me Genny Cream Ale..EWWWWWWWWWWW*
But those were the day's my friend, we thought they'd never end...
Good memories NOW, but back then as a kid,
:p wasn't my most favoritest thing to do...oh, I'd do it again, now, but you don't live that close...but if I won the lottery, I'd be up there in a flash!