Haystacks

When we arrived in Romania almost 18 months ago, we went to a senior missionary couple conference in the beautiful city of Sibiu.  One of the activities was a trip into the nearby hills to the little village of Loman.  As we drove the country roads we were fascinated by the farmland and especially by the haystacks.  Both of us lived on farms as children and these weren't like any haystacks we had ever seen before.

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.