Sometimes It's Dog Eat Dog
If you follow my comments on Facebook, I recently blamed someone that I turned on to my hay source last year for taking all the hay in the field. When I arrived there after an hour and fifteen minute drive I found only 8 bales waiting for me. It was hardly a cost effective trip. However that is the way it goes in agriculture. Sometimes you eat the bear and sometimes the bear eats you.
The other day a neighbor came over with an offer for me. He had several cedar trees milled a couple years ago. He’s getting the wood ready to be used so he planed them offering me all the shavings. I hauled out six large garbage sacks of shavings. It is easily enough to last me several months.
Last week I ate the bear and this week the bear ate me.