This evening on the way back from the lake we saw a deer running across a field. That's nothing unusual. That's not what I'm writing about either. I just thought that I'd share. When we got to the corner where we normally turn North, Dale turned South. The farmers were baling with a large square baler. I know! It makes rectangular bales but we call it square. That is because the opening it comes out of is square. The other options are small square (also rectangular) and large round bales.
|Loading Square bales on racks|
|Poop out that bale!|
|(Doesn't the bale look like an oversized turd?)|