It started a bit later than planned because the normal school run delay was compounded by an emergency breakdown of a client’s computer .,..
The field was rowed around noon and then square baling started. Padraig would arrive at 3pm to round bale. I needed 200 square bales for 2 customers who each wanted 100.
The baler was acting up. The knots weren’t holding and a bale in every five would be lost. Noel cleaned the knotter and after a couple of rows it loosened up and ran better.
Still it wasn’t easy to guess how much hay would equal 200 bales …
In the end we baled 241 square. Padraig got 38 round.
One customer took 136 by mistake, and paid for the extras too. The other took his 100. And there were 5 left for us. Unbelievable. By pure chance we split the field precisely in the right place to get the square bales the customers wanted without leaving anything in the field to await the rain. It couldn’t have been better if it had been planned!
Very lucky. Or maybe we’re leaning to feel the rhythm of the universe and surf the cosmic wave…
I must have been on a roll because a similar coincidence occurred in the evening. #4 wanted to watch an inappropriate film that was playing for his elder siblings … Having said “not for you”, about half an hour later I had a feeling he might have ventured in to join his brother and sister, so I checked. He had walked in 10 seconds before I checked!
The cosmic rhythm can be useful.