These are the first Romanian haystacks we saw.
Later we watched two men cut grass with a scythe and then load it on this wagon. We could never get a picture of the grass being laid on the sticks that make the stacks this shape.
We have now seen hundreds of haystacks, some skinny and some fat, but all have the same basic shape with a pole sticking out the top.
By the end of the winter most of the stacks were gone. But through the summer we watched as the farmers built them up again.
Maybe they always make me smile because they remind me of Cousin It.