It is Hay time here in the country. I'm sure I could be more specific...straw, silage...whatever. To me it is hay. And it is hot. Over 40C with the humidity today. As much as I hibernated and groaned someone has to be out in the fields.
My husband loves to bail (bale?) Hay. I'm not sure why. In fact most people are not sure why but for whatever reason he is more than happy to help out.
Someone stays in the wagon and feeds the bales onto the conveyor belt while the other person goes into the barn to place the bales.
Don't ask me why but for some reason my husband VOLUNTEERS to go into the hay mow.
You can't begin to imagine how hot it is in there. I would say that today it was a good 50C. Notice the pants.....I'm hot just looking at these pictures
It is the job of the loving wife to bring the hard working manly men their refreshments. Of course Cheryl is a better house wife than me because I just stood there taking pictures while she took care of them :)
This is my very sweaty manly husband drinking the wonderful cold ice water that was brought to him...not by me. I'm wondering what he would say to me if I asked for a sip?
Com'on hunny it's hot....I'm thirsty too. I'm feeding your newborn son that I grew in my tummy. (ha ha!! yet again I found another excuse to use it) good for me.