Bales of hay are so fun. They remind me of when I was a little girl. I lived on a farm until I was 7. Mainly cows and chickens... and a couple very large garden spots. My uncle would store the big round bales in the unused half of the chicken house. My sister and I would sneak in and climb all over the bales. I am sure that there were snakes and all sorts of critters living in them, but as children we never thought about any of that. We just knew that it was fun to use them like slides until they were falling apart.
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