It's haying time once again, my friends
The air is so warm and sweet.
The sky azure blue and lovely
Cool soft grass beneath my feet.
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I could not resist a poem with the title- -It's Haying Time. My favorite smell is the aroma of alfalfa on a horse's breath... that's Chanel #5 for cowgirls! ! ! ! Enjoyed the laid back tone of this piece!
Lovely poem, Marilyn! I have also so enjoyed watching the haymaking. Recently saw families doing it together in steep slopes in Austria. Then they bale it up in bright-Coloured plastic - blue, pink and green!