Rolling Bales of Hay

It's time to put the hay out for the next week. I climb on top of the hay stack - the bale lands with a thud. "Mama, wait! I wanna do that, I wanna do that!" Sabina climbs up the five storeys of hay bales. I place a bale for her on the edge, she pushes it off ... "thud!". Childhood laughter rings out. "Again!". We roll another one, then another, then another, then one more ... eight in total. Feeding out ... child's play.