I've baled roughly five hundred bales in the past two days. Not as much as I could have, but considering all the travel time I've got it's not too shabby.

Today's toll of destruction includes shredding a tire on the Massey hay wagon, breaking the tongue out of the Gehl wagon (leaving myself without a wagon to pull behind the baler, thus increasing my flunkie cost). but at least I didn't get into any more hornets.

I'm down to two fields left to do, the big field (thirty acres) and about an acre below the barn that I mowed on a whim Wednesday evening. I'm going to try and roll most of the big field, too much Johnsongrass in it. I baled some of it today and it looks like hell with the hide knocked off.