Well, despite the nasty spring we’re having, things have been busy at Mud Creek. With the persistent cold, we have had to delay putting up our greenhouse, so the flats of early plants that need to be started in March are being generously and warmly housed in the greenhouse at Peacework Farm. Meanwhile, we got a long days work in yesterday and put up the frame of our own greenhouse, with some excellent help from a couple volunteers. It was cold and blustery all morning, but we persisted, and by late afternoon the sun came out and warmed us up enough to make the final push and get the entire frame put together in one day. Despite the cold, it felt great to be outside and getting things done. Much thanks to Scott and Peter for the awesome help!
Last Wednesday, Josh and I went to an auction in Canandaigua and scored a new (to us) mower for the farm. One day, I hope the weather is warm enough to use it. Auctions are a new thing to me, and I find them pretty great. My first one was a couple weeks ago, in Romulus, NY. It’s called the Vineyard Road auction, and it happens every year. Most of the people there were Amish, and lots had traveled up from Pennsylvania and Ohio. There was a whole tent of small tools for sale, a barn full of furniture and quilts, rows and rows of equipment outside, and another barn full of horses. I went with my friend Eli, who will be farming with horses in Groveland NY this year. It was the perfect place to find equipment for both of us; since he’s farming with horses, obviously an Amish auction would be perfect for him, but it made sense for me as well. Most agriculture these days is of the mono-crop variety. Farmers grow one or two different things on thousands of acres, and so their equipment is huge and very specific to what they grow. When you’re organic, small scale, and grow a wide variety of things, you need equipment suited to a kind of farming that existed in the “good old days.”
It was a freezing cold day, with threatening clouds (although the sleet held off until later), and the ground quickly turned into a mud pit under all the boots, but it was a lot of fun. I ate one of the best breakfast sandwiches I’ve ever had (its all about the homemade pork sausage), and watched Amish teenage boys test drive fast horses, just like any other teenager with their vehicle of choice.
There’s another auction this Wednesday, and hopefully I’ll get the rest of what I need there… and I’ll keep hoping for spring to finally show up.