Birdie spends her days as a hay baler, working under vast skies and the steady rhythm of the fields. With a practiced hand, she operates her machinery, transforming unruly rows of hay into neat, golden bales that dot the landscape like giant sunlit marshmallows. Birdie has a whimsical habit of naming the first bale of every season—“Big Bertha,” “Sunny Jim,” or “Hayzel”—a quiet ritual that she believes brings good luck to the harvest. It’s a small, endearing tradition that reflects her deep connection to the land and her work.