OK, where was I? I was in France, home for a week, then in Wyoming, and now home again. On my blog, I’ve been all those places, but I still have lots to share about my French trip. So let’s head back there, at least for today.
The truth of “Make hay while the sun shines” was evident during my time in France. The area where I was most of the time consists of small farms. Closer to Plombières-les-Bains, where we spend more than a little time, and Nancy and Colmar, the fields are much larger. But no matter the size, farmers were cutting and drying hay. Hay is, as Wikipedia says:
“…grass, legumes, or other herbaceous plants that have been cut, dried, and stored for use as animal fodder, particularly for grazing animals such as cattle, horses, goats, and sheep.”
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