Eating Oneself Out Of House & Home

The kids and I started the day with a trip up into Bonham to get some hay bales. We wanted them in order to make strawbale shelters for the sheep (to get them out of the cold, wind and rain,) so we didn't need super-high quality, but these were about the only ones I could find out near us (just about everyone bales into those big round bales these days) and so we got them (even though they were "horse quality".) The bad part about getting such good hay to build shelters out of (aside from wasting it as it weathers) is that there is a good chance that the sheep may eat themselves out of house and home.
After we got the hay home, we continued with hauling in furniture out of the shop and into the house (wahooooooo!) and after dad arrived, we spent forever trying to get my trailer lights working again so we could pick up that free horse & goat that we have been trying to get for the last week. Dad also got some time in on the tractor and pulled a big rake around behind the tractor while broadcast seeding clover into the upper pasture.
It ended up being too late to get the horse/goat by the time we got done with the trailer lights, but we ended up taking the trailer down to Tyson Rigg's house anyway where (with the assistance of his friends) we (somehow) successfully rolled three 1,000+ pound round bales up into the trailer by hand. By the end of the day, it felt like we had actually put in a hard days work - I think I must be getting old.


Per request - Sterling in cowboy hat (in our kitchen nook which is partially painted and waiting for a wood floor and real furniture):