In which the metaphor about "bad apples" applies to other stuff

 I don't care what that Osmonds' song says.



One bad apple does spoil the whole bunch.  

Ask pretty much anybody who has ever spent more than a few minutes with apples:  if there's a rotten one that doesn't get pulled out and discarded pronto, the rest of the bucket will be chicken food in a few days.

The same goes for people in politics.  And, more to the immediate point: hay.


This is a bad bale


Sadly , there was an undiagnosed pinhole leak in the barn roof, which I only discovered two days ago.  

And, because Murphy's Law was clearly in play, the pinhole leak dripped onto a small portion of hay where the tarp had gotten yanked away.


We tarp the hay (in general) because our maritime air is often very moist--
and the tarps (usually) act as "belt and suspenders" to keep the hay dry under the roof.


One bad bale? I wish.  The moisture travelled downward (as water does) and contaminated eight bales.  Eight bales might not sound like a lot...it's about 600 pounds of hay, total.

Gahhhhh.

We ended up pulling the wrecked bales apart, salvaging what we could (sometimes half a bale, sometimes none), and using the rest for garden mulch.



The chickens will pull it apart and throw it everywhere.


I told Monica, "I don't mind using hay for garden mulch...I just usually like to feed it to the horse, first!"

Meanwhile, back in the barn,


We've double-tarped all the adjacent hay, and put a bucket under the leak.
We won't be able to mend the roof until summer.


The weekend wasn't a complete catastrophe.  I rode my horse at Fish Creek, and hung out with Patty and the baby horses...except "Baby Steady" is almost 3 years old now!


This picture shows him standing on a hill to make him look less butt-high.  He's growing again.


Here's a photo of Steady from May 2020 for comparison:


He's standing on level ground in this photo. 



Steady, age 2 days

Steady is growing into a lovely young horse, but he won't be doing much work this year.  He is not a hasty horse!


Have a great week, y'all.



Comments

  1. Wow that is a big loss of hay - I'm sorry. We had sideways rain that came into our hay hut and dampened a few bales but we caught it that very day and fed it and wet hay isn't the same thing as moldy, ruined hay! Also, your bales are huge. Holy crap the cranes are migrating right as I type this. How odd. Their calls go right along with J's clarinet playing *lol*

    You took so much care to protect your hay, with tarps, and still! That is frustrating.

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