Loading the Hay
When the rains won't come and the land is a stretch of open baron red dust, the farmer must buy the feed the farm won't produce to keep his stock alive. A routine of feeding has to be established until the weather breaks and the paddocks can once again grow the precious grass so badly needed to sustain life out here on the land.
The golden hay, bailed square all that's keeping this farm on its feet, a last resort that costs dearly, hard times require tough measures. Drought on the farm.
