Still standing...

Or standing still. Another day of running round like a headless chicken. Sent 2 off to cart home some of the big square wheat bales the contractor baled yesterday for me in deepest bandit country, especially since the wee darlings will all be off school today for the September weekend.
Dried another load of oats, ran more barley into a bin and called Lothian tractors about the knotter problem on the wee square baler. They sent Shug out to adjust it/ hit it with a hammer. It seemed to cure it.
Wee brother still hacking his way through the flat oats with our old combing, and I dodged between emptying full trailers, baling wee bales of barley straw and loading them onto trailers. Stacked the remains into huts of 64 in case it rains tonight. These are some of the oats still on their feet