Sitting with a cup of coffee. (coffee lovers)

[topdycke]

had to take a break to go see Mom in the dementia home 60 miles away
one way my **** brother said it was close for them but seems he barely goes to see her

Moms assisted living place is awesome. There is always some activity going on. I have lunch there on Fridays with her group and get to be a rock star at the table and entertain them. She is mid stage. It is hard to see someone who isn't the person you knew.

 

[topdycke]

I just had ten bales of hay delivered..... Bermuda. Lasts me a month. My hay shed could hold about 400 If I had someone who could stack it. and still give me room to store some supplemental feed.

But I need a floor under the pallets to make that do able. long term storage you have to make sure those bottom bales dont rot.

deb

I would think that if you ordered 400 it would come with someone who would stack it!

 

[perchie.girl]

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you ARE right..... I have bought it by the ten bales for so long I forgot....

One time i got a good deal and loaded the truck with 22 bales.... i had to tie a rope around it and fasten it to the corral and drive out from underneath. mid summer no rain worries but I did get it off the ground by the end of the week

deb

 

[duluthralphie]

There's a few easy ways (well easier) to do it. I still have my hay harpoon from the days when I lived on a place that actually had a real barn. Darn, I really miss that leaky old barn.

I miss our old barn too, lighting took it down about a dozen years back.

 

[perchie.girl]

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gosh I havent seen a hay harpoon since around 1969... Here the hay is mostly kept on pallets stacked under sheds with tarps along side for prevailing wind blown raindrops. back then a truck with a boom would accompany the hay delivery one guy would climb to the top of the bales the other would skewer the bale and guid it up to him.... all with a couple of ropes.

Bales here start at around 120 lbs. Three strand, two will fit on a pallet covering it completely.... My designated area for storage is eight by twenty four feet. Thats 24 bales per layer three high is 72.... most that could be stacked stably would be 144........

Now that I think about it... I could not do 400 at all.

deb

 

[pennyJo1960]

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gosh I havent seen a hay harpoon since around 1969... Here the hay is mostly kept on pallets stacked under sheds with tarps along side for prevailing wind blown raindrops. back then a truck with a boom would accompany the hay delivery one guy would climb to the top of the bales the other would skewer the bale and guid it up to him.... all with a couple of ropes.

Bales here start at around 120 lbs. Three strand, two will fit on a pallet covering it completely.... My designated area for storage is eight by twenty four feet. Thats 24 bales per layer three high is 72.... most that could be stacked stably would be 144........

Now that I think about it... I could not do 400 at all.

deb
besides are they going to stick around to bring it down as you need it

 

[Alaskan]

Easy to pull down, not easy to toss up.


When we still had horses so were using lots of hay, I would get the giant round bales. They would be delivered, or I could pick up 2 or 3 (giant crazy load for my flat bed truck). The boys and I would roll them to the barn, skewer them with a giant metal pole, put the pole ends in rope loops, use a wench to haul up the bale...


But the wench wasn't quite strong enough, and the barn beams the wench was screwed to weren't quite strong enough... So we had super long super steep pieces of wood to help ramp it up....

We would all be sweating and panting and pushing at the bottom and pulling at the top, the wench would be steaming, the barn beams would be creaking..... After about three the wench and us workers would need a cool down, then we would go again.

Dang...can't remember how many we needed... Oh wait... About one a month... So 9, since winter is 9 months.

 

[pennyJo1960]

lots more time to drink coffee with just chickens

 

[perchie.girl]

Easy to pull down, not easy to toss up.


When we still had horses so were using lots of hay, I would get the giant round bales. They would be delivered, or I could pick up 2 or 3 (giant crazy load for my flat bed truck). The boys and I would roll them to the barn, skewer them with a giant metal pole, put the pole ends in rope loops, use a wench to haul up the bale...


But the wench wasn't quite strong enough, and the barn beams the wench was screwed to weren't quite strong enough... So we had super long super steep pieces of wood to help ramp it up....

We would all be sweating and panting and pushing at the bottom and pulling at the top, the wench would be steaming, the barn beams would be creaking..... After about three the wench and us workers would need a cool down, then we would go again.

Dang...can't remember how many we needed... Oh wait... About one a month... So 9, since winter is 9 months.

They don't do round bales here. I have never even seen one exept in pictures. They do Do GIANT bales of alfalfa though. like six hundred pounds... or more. I can barely handle the 120 pound bales... I cant imagine messin around with anything larger.... even with equipment to handle it.

deb

 

[Peep_Show]

had to take a break to go see Mom in the dementia home 60 miles away
one way my **** brother said it was close for them but seems he barely goes to see her

I feel your pain. It seems universally one kid gets more saddled with parental duties. I lived 700 miles away and would visit my advancing Parkinsons mother at least once a month, stay for a week, do her bills, stock her groceries, clean her house, orchestrate her caretakers, take her to doctor appointments, etc. Sister lived 45 miles away and would make a special appearance for holidays. "Too busy" was her excuse and nickname. Mom passed away, and I have absolutely no regrets that I didn't spend enough time with her or could've done more. Sister... Well, you reap what you sow. She can expect in the future treatment of the same example she set for her kids besides the current fact that she missed out on a very poignant relationship.

(And giant kudos to my saintly DH for allowing me the luxury)