Last week I found myself in Russell's field on the top of a hay rack stacking square bales with Cole. I can't complain too much about it, tho, because it was actually quite a bit of fun. Can you tell that I am a farm girl at heart? At least the first load was fun. The second one about did me in (while Cole kept working away with nary a complaint). And then we had to stack it in the hay mow. One hundred and forty some bales in the hay mow and only another cutting or two to go later this summer so that my little goats will have lots of good food to eat all winter long.