Loose and not baled, my shape is quite grand, a mountain of food on a green plot of land. Left out in the pastures, I stand through the storm. Then pitched to the livestock to keep them fed and warm.

I don’t eat food, but I hold your cheese, I keep your pictures safe and pleased. No arms, no legs, I just stay still, Guarding your memories with silent skill.

This goes along with lines and sinkers. You use me for fishing. I'm also sometimes used as the first part of speeches. What am I?

There are more positions when playing sports than you realize. This one word position may rack many miles but you don't travel....

I am thicker than gasoline, often tinted green I haul heavy loads to extreme for other modes.