Hauling Hay the Old Fashioned Way

For many years now I have walked behind a grumbling pickup truck, belching exhaust fumes, as we pile a wobbling tower of hay bales atop it. These bales are the end result of a long process of cutting, churning, and binding by massive roaring machines. However, it wasn't so long ago in the grand scheme of things, that bringing the hay in was a far more human endeavor. This weekend, we went back to our roots and had a glimpse of how our ancestors summers must have been spent in the ripe fields of the midwest and Europe.