Another Black and White

The aftermath of my friend's yard sale. These chairs didn't sell. She left them out on the lawn and a neighbor added a lamp. They gradually deteriorated.
Shortly after this picture, she disposed of them. I think her neighbors were grateful.

Black and White Challenge

This is one of my favorite b&w photos. An old tobacco shed on a hazy spring morning. I'm trying to enter the challenge on Musings from the Texas Hill Country. The internet is refusing to cooperate with me.

Making Hay

The local farmer has started haying. His hay wagon goes by the house full to the top. I love to watch the process. After cutting and when it's dry, he uses a tedder to put the hay into rows. Then, in one operation, the tractor passes over the rows with a baler and it all goes into the wagon, ready for sale. I used to watch my grandfather haying when I was a kid. He had his team of horses that he used to cut, rake, and pile it into rows. They had tractors, but he did his share of the work with his horses. I remember their names "Maggie" and "Nellie". The hay was picked up by men throwing forkfuls up onto the wagon, drawn by a tractor. After that, it had to be put into the hay mow, again by the forkful. It was hot, sweaty, dirty work.

I walked by the back lot on Sunday. There was a pretty good breeze. Looking down on the yet to be cut field, the wind blowing waves over the hay, you could imagine that you were looking at a green beach with the tide coming in.