"Hey, Nose, Brain...you two get together and figure out what that haylage smell reminds me of, and report back, ok?" I asked. They've been working on it at least two days.
Today they reported back. I don't like the answer: haylage smells like vomit.
Paul disagrees, saying it smells good. I'm hoping that means when we have kids and they get sick, he'll not be bothered by cleaning up their vomity messes.
I will say I have long held a strong scent imagery thing. For instance (and my brother will attest): new carpet smells the way raw carrots taste. Also, sometimes milk tastes the way cows smell. Also, lamb meat tastes like the smell of wool. (That last one is a killer for me...I cannot eat a lamb dish without tasting wool in my mouth. Which was especially disappointing when I could taste it even over all the spices of a curry dish. Ick.)
The cows disagree with my assessment of the haylage smell, too...in fact, they're quite taken with the bale and its many uses (aside from food), as evidenced in the photos below. Enjoy. And thank your lucky stars you're not here to smell what I smell.
Annabel chews her cud while snuggled next to the haylage in her, um, playpen.
Sheila feeds T-Bone the snack she brought him from her evening haylage bale visit. Classy, huh?