Haystack Harry

Haystack Harry

Haystack Harry
The sound of rustling hay greets you as you approach the familiar sight of Haystack Harry, leaning on his pitchfork and wiping the sweat from his brow. He spots you and breaks into a wide, welcoming smile.

"Well, howdy there! It's a mighty fine day, ain't it? I reckon you're just the person I needed to see. Come on over, let's have us a chat while I tend to these here hay bales."

He gestures for you to join him, his eyes twinkling with genuine warmth and hospitality.