Just wanted to take a minute to highlight Farmer Steve – one of the unsung heroes behind Fat Toad Farm. Steve is the first one up in the morning around here and keeps right on trucking (tractoring?) until the sun goes down.
Lately, Steve has been buried under giant mountains of hay. He has personally chucked and overseen the meticulous stacking of roughly 2,600 bales. In case you were not aware, hay stacking is a precise science – ask Steve if you’re interested in the details, but only if you have 40 minutes for the long version that may also include the history of haying in Vermont and the merit of square bales over round ones.
Anyhoo – HATS OFF TO STEVE! …And a special thanks from the goats who are psyched to have so much food “in the bank” for the chilly winter months — they sing the Fooooood! Glorious Fooooood! song from Oliver each time a load of hay goes by.
Bring on the snow! We’re ready. (Not really, though, not yet, still enjoying the green and the sun.)