Dad and myself were baling the last of the 1st crop that didn't fit in the bag. As we were going down the field (I was stacking on the wagon) it was very breezy and I watched a lady bagging her grass clippings (trying to anyway) and one of the paper bags got away from her.
It blew across her yard with her making a 1/2assed attempt to catch it. Just walking, not even lunging at it or picking up to a jog... I watched as it blew across our field, almost right in front of where we had to turn at the end of the windrow. A bale happened to pop the knot right when we got there, so Dad fixed that while I grabbed the bag and marched that bag right back over to her.
She smiles and says "Oh thanks!!" I replied by asking her why she couldn't go after it and basically how we don't want her crap in our field.
She said "well, I had to let it go because it's so windy......."
I told her I had no problem catching it. She then pointed to the strip of alfalfa along her yard and asked if there was anything we could do to cut those "weeds" down. They ARE on our "lot" by the way... I stated that because of the difference in height from her yard to our field would make it difficult. (green chopper would've worked fine, but I'm not hooking onto it just for her lazy butt) She then asked what could be done about it. I asked her if she had a trimmer, and she fires right back "Don't you?"
I said that they were in fact NOT noxious weeds, that it was a field, and we didn't have to do ANYTHING to the row.
She got really snotty and started walking away at this point. Before I walked back to the wagon I said we don't have to be friends, but we do need to get along and this sure ain't how to start with us.
Once finished baling, I went to the people on the other side of the street, who we get along with really great, and asked them about a tree Dad said they asked if we could cut down some time on our side. I didn't care for it myself and intended to do it, so I made time. I cut it off about 18" above the ground, wrapped a chain around it and pulled the stump out right away. I then put it on our burn pile, and went back with a bucket of soil from our cow pasture to fill in the hole from the stump. I then knocked on her door, said if she wanted to use some of that dirt for flowers or such, it would be great for that purpose as it was full of cow manure and would work well for her.
She thanked me, we had a nice conversation after she invited me in here house, and she thanked me again as I left.
Amazing how different 2 neighbors can be. The good one is a regular egg customer of my parents, picks up trash when she sees it in our fields, etc etc..., and then the lazy one just across the street that can't catch a paper bag before the thing gets across her yard.
I tell ya, Dave woulda been proud...
BTW- 207 bales, plus a 9 x 200 bag and one full chopper box from around 30-35 acres of hay. Even with being rained on, the hay turned out great.
Donovan from Wisconsin
It blew across her yard with her making a 1/2assed attempt to catch it. Just walking, not even lunging at it or picking up to a jog... I watched as it blew across our field, almost right in front of where we had to turn at the end of the windrow. A bale happened to pop the knot right when we got there, so Dad fixed that while I grabbed the bag and marched that bag right back over to her.
She smiles and says "Oh thanks!!" I replied by asking her why she couldn't go after it and basically how we don't want her crap in our field.
She said "well, I had to let it go because it's so windy......."
I told her I had no problem catching it. She then pointed to the strip of alfalfa along her yard and asked if there was anything we could do to cut those "weeds" down. They ARE on our "lot" by the way... I stated that because of the difference in height from her yard to our field would make it difficult. (green chopper would've worked fine, but I'm not hooking onto it just for her lazy butt) She then asked what could be done about it. I asked her if she had a trimmer, and she fires right back "Don't you?"
I said that they were in fact NOT noxious weeds, that it was a field, and we didn't have to do ANYTHING to the row.
She got really snotty and started walking away at this point. Before I walked back to the wagon I said we don't have to be friends, but we do need to get along and this sure ain't how to start with us.
Once finished baling, I went to the people on the other side of the street, who we get along with really great, and asked them about a tree Dad said they asked if we could cut down some time on our side. I didn't care for it myself and intended to do it, so I made time. I cut it off about 18" above the ground, wrapped a chain around it and pulled the stump out right away. I then put it on our burn pile, and went back with a bucket of soil from our cow pasture to fill in the hole from the stump. I then knocked on her door, said if she wanted to use some of that dirt for flowers or such, it would be great for that purpose as it was full of cow manure and would work well for her.
She thanked me, we had a nice conversation after she invited me in here house, and she thanked me again as I left.
Amazing how different 2 neighbors can be. The good one is a regular egg customer of my parents, picks up trash when she sees it in our fields, etc etc..., and then the lazy one just across the street that can't catch a paper bag before the thing gets across her yard.
I tell ya, Dave woulda been proud...
BTW- 207 bales, plus a 9 x 200 bag and one full chopper box from around 30-35 acres of hay. Even with being rained on, the hay turned out great.
Donovan from Wisconsin
