Oddly enough, haying has been as popular a subject for poets the same as love, flowers and sunsets. Not that I have made any volume analysis of the poems written about love versus poems about haying, but the strange fact remains, why would poets write about haying?
The 21st century has generally removed itself from haying for the cause of another kind of horsepower. We have small appreciation that for most people during the previous thousand years hay had a place in their social order.
Modern horsepower is about diesel and gasoline with a few lithium batteries thrown in, where for most of the elder millennium, horsepower was named after the article itself, in turn powered by hay.