We’ve got the straw. 600 bales to be precise. We bought it from a farmer in Millbrook and hired a local fellow with a float to help us transport the straw from Millbrook to our place. With the help of my parents and some very very good friends we got the straw stacked and covered by late Sunday afternoon. Much thanks to my parents, Ron and Donna, Ian (the only stacker who knew what he was doing), Tiff (our resident nurse), Jay (who wished he’d gone to the Baptism), Neil and Jen (who both had to chase Evan around to boot).