I took these pictures of my hay guys. This would be a three generation shot of Grandpa Bob driving the tractor, hubby and Thomas are on the wagon. Hubby's bales are a bit heavy, so Thomas was more there for "moral support" then actual stacking assistance. A couple more years and the two of them will make a great team.
Here are Thomas and his daddy. Like I said, Thomas was moral support, at best. Actually, at this point, he was attempting to play games on his dad's cell phone. Of course, as soon as he spotted me with the camera, he had to pose. He is a natural ham. His grandpa jerked him around on the wagon pretty good. At one point while they were stopped to check the moisture in the bales, he requested that grandpa not change gears quite so much and just leave it alone. Grandpa just laughed.
I am off to the kitchen to can some tomatoes. They are coming on slowly. It seems to take a couple pickings to make enough to fill the canner. I don't think it is going to be a great year. Seems like they aren't quite ripened on the top, but are rotting on the bottom. Too much water I think. Never are quite satisfied with it are we???
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