Today, as I was feeding, I broke open a new bale of orchard grass and for a moment, I was taken aback by the glorious fragrance and the bright, green color.
“Wow. That is gorgeous hay!”, I said to myself.
And then I laughed to myself.
“Self, ” I said, “You have gone waaaay down that road of horse person.”
And I have.
FORMERLY… (whenever that was when I didn’t have horses….)
Before, it never would have occurred to me that hay could be gorgeous. Pretty much I thought hay was what you fed all farm animals. I mean, that was it. I’m not even sure if I knew it was grass… maybe straw. I have no idea what I thought before, but I do know that I didn’t think much about hay.
So, to hear myself exclaim poetically about hay… well, it made me laugh.
I think, if you feed horses, you know what I mean.
BEAUTIFUL, GORGEOUS (affordable) HAY
Nowadays, especially in California (which is an agricultural green belt, they say, but we cannot grow grass hay because we grow everything else…) Grass hay is incredibly expensive. Our local store that delivers, charges almost $27 a bale.
I like to use the place that delivers… but it upsets me to spend that kind of money for one bale of orchard.
So, I usually go to the place that doesn’t deliver, but has really fine hay that I can load onto my truck and kick off as needed.
Today, I found some especially nice grass hay in my new pile from the place that doesn’t deliver.
And as I broke open the new bale to feed to my precious charges, my senses were hit with the gorgeous color and gorgeous scent of exquisite hay.
And I remembered to find the joy and the little things!