While we’ve had rain enough to make the spring pasture grow, the cold has kept it short. So hay must be fed.
Before Harland takes a bale to the hay ring, he fills the mineral feeder.
Then I join him on the tractor down into the pasture with a couple hay-bales. The cows and calves gather round.
Before dropping a bale into the ring the plastic webbing that held it together is removed.
The the bale is dropped in,
and the cows dig into the feast.
We watch for a while,
and a white-faced calf comes in close to the tractor to watch us.
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