I get the pleasure of driving by these all week while I drive my son to camp.
The hay bales are beautiful. Works of art, I think. They almost take my breathe away when they suddenly appear, scattered throughout fields. Their size, uniformity and they way they sit out there in fields captures my heart.
It’s the not the best picture since it’s a random one taken from the car, but I wanted to share it with those who do not get the privilege to see them like I do in North Carolina.