I wish I could say these geese are a sign of fall, but I’m afraid not. They never went home. Resident geese can be a problem, and these guys are big and fat. There is a resident season for geese and so in just a few weeks, and then with the full moon in September we usually see the first migratory geese.
With the sun shinning we are cutting and bailing hay. We wont dry this down. We really don’t have the time, and it probably wont dry right. There is just to much fall grass in it so we will wrap it in white plastic. So we will have lots of giant looking marshmallows. They are wrapped tight so there is no oxygen to spoil the hay. Just like the vacuum sealer we use in the kitchen but on a bigger scale.
We will jump from hay right into corn silage. The corn is drying down faster than we think, and we only have so much time to chop. The nutrients drop if it is to dry, and too wet or green isn’t good either. I know I have said before this is not a favorite time of year on the farm for me. I constantly worry about the safety of the men. It’s Crunch time and not much sleep. I pray for their safety constantly. I am usually showing cows with the boys at our local State Fair the week before and during Labor Day, and its like out of site out of mind. I will just take it one step at a time, and we will get it done.
When the work seems like a mountain, just take little steps, and don’t look at the pile. We will finish before we know it.