Learning to plow…
I think of plowing as the quintessential activity of a real farm. In fact, I hestitate to call my place a real farm because of the lack of said, plowing. I’m fond of the ‘lasagna’ method of growing crops…layering compost and straw and cardboard. I’ve run a rototiller a few times, but its just not my thing. So recently, when I had the opportunity to learn to plow….for real…I hopped on board, quite literally. Some of you may know that I have agreed to sell Peanut to a nice couple in Vermont who plan to farm with him. He is on trial with them as I write this….staying at Ted’s place, where they are learning the ins and outs of driving a work horse. I brought Peanut up last week. Ted and I had hatched a plan (well, mostly I did) that we should put Peanut and Clayton together to plow at the GMDHA fall meeting. Ted wanted Peanut there a few days early to practice. So Thursday morning, I help Ted harness up the …