tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822452633282744192.post4013104623894017836..comments2024-03-25T12:21:56.752-05:00Comments on Sweethearts Of The West: It's Hay Season Again by Paty JagerCaroline Clemmonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14914658854159456335noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822452633282744192.post-25332051552153511322016-06-26T12:24:22.459-05:002016-06-26T12:24:22.459-05:00Well, here's an article about things of which ...Well, here's an article about things of which I know nothing. Even with grand, modern equipment I would just sit there like a imbecile without knowing what on Earth to do. But, Ohmagosh, to have had to do this field work with such rudimentary equipment would have been impossible for me.<br />I want to wish you every success with your book, Brody: Letters of Fate, Paty. Sarah J. McNealhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17749991094677728042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822452633282744192.post-69515918721035057982016-06-26T08:46:07.114-05:002016-06-26T08:46:07.114-05:00Paisley, I agree. It was a hard life and why they ...Paisley, I agree. It was a hard life and why they were lucky to live past 60. My husband loves tractors and it is rare he comes home from a farm auction without an old one he plans to restore. Thanks for commenting!Paty Jagerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03257614436422105729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822452633282744192.post-65411638654314054422016-06-26T08:44:49.793-05:002016-06-26T08:44:49.793-05:00Hi Celia,
I forgot to add that most used mules on...Hi Celia, <br />I forgot to add that most used mules on the mower because they walked fasted and the machine worked better. Thanks for commenting!Paty Jagerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03257614436422105729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822452633282744192.post-27333343541289166622016-06-26T08:42:46.224-05:002016-06-26T08:42:46.224-05:00Thanks Gini, It is fun to watch others do the heav...Thanks Gini, It is fun to watch others do the heavy lifting. Thank you for commenting and stopping by.Paty Jagerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03257614436422105729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822452633282744192.post-65344288485937270042016-06-25T22:22:12.580-05:002016-06-25T22:22:12.580-05:00Those farmers had a rough life. My granddad was a ...Those farmers had a rough life. My granddad was a farmer in Nebraska. I imagine his life wasn't easy either. It does make those shiny machines out in the fields look mighty nice.Paisley Kirkpatrickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06401039126457210324noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822452633282744192.post-44519938667501864802016-06-24T10:20:47.039-05:002016-06-24T10:20:47.039-05:00I'm very happy I don't live in the era in ...I'm very happy I don't live in the era in which I'd be required to help sweep hay...or whatever. But my grandfather did...he had a big wagon and mules named Kit and Jude. I was very small and was only enraptured with those big animals. Thanks for the research and the photos. I'm a visual person...I must see something to understand it.<br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16272417114895975742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822452633282744192.post-86172508753477467482016-06-24T09:43:10.128-05:002016-06-24T09:43:10.128-05:00Oh Patty what a great article. I too yearn for the...Oh Patty what a great article. I too yearn for the 1800's but the older I get your idea of living the adventure vicariously surely makes the most sense. Just got my yearly hay allotment and really glad it came on a flatbed truck with two young men to unload it!GiniRifkinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09808573690725909979noreply@blogger.com