Hello fellow equines, it's Emma here, your friendly grey draught horse from the lovely rolling hills of Hayfield, just outside Aberdeen. Spring has sprung, and I find myself gazing across the patchwork fields, the fresh green a stark contrast to the winter's browns. It's a year of great excitement and change in the world of horses, and I can't wait to share it all with you!
This year, 0179, is a year brimming with stories, all tangled together in a way only we horses understand. We're pulling carts laden with harvests, treading the muddy roads for journeys far and near, and of course, always adding a touch of elegance and strength to any gathering. But today, I want to share something even bigger – the world outside of our stable doors.
A Year of Global Gallop
The year 0179 began, much like the years before it, with the steady rhythm of farm life. The fields are ready, and I, along with my sturdy brethren, are busy pulling the plough. The farmers here in Hayfield are some of the most kind and resourceful folk you'll find, treating us well and working alongside us in perfect harmony. We're not just farmhands, you see, we're partners, each of us contributing to the rich harvest that feeds our families.
As I walk alongside the rolling hills, a small glint catches my eye. It’s the sunlight hitting the sleek sides of a distant traveller on horseback, his white horse a magnificent sight. He wears a heavy travelling cloak, and he's on his way to the busy trading town of Aberdeen. This reminds me that horses are more than farm workers; they're travellers, connecting people across land, a sight often cherished for its strength and beauty.
The world outside of Hayfield is humming with action this year. My ears often catch stories of war and struggle, carried by the winds across the land. The Romans, a fierce and organised force, are making strides across Europe, conquering land and influencing everything from the design of roads to the architecture of towns. We, the horses, are a key part of their conquests. Their military might is a formidable force, and I often wonder how these times will affect our world.
However, war isn't the only news to be heard. There are stories of great merchants from faraway lands, who travel by ship with their precious goods, then set out with their wares, spread across the back of strong, sturdy horses like myself. It's inspiring, this notion that trade bridges cultures and creates an exchange of knowledge and beauty.
The Horses of Royalty and the Elite
We're not just useful farmhands, you know. We horses have a unique place in society. The very powerful, the emperors and nobles, keep our kind in the highest regard. Some are bred purely for their speed and grace, raced across the sands in impressive competitions that draw large crowds and hold great renown. Others, like myself, are bred for strength and endurance, capable of carrying large loads and traversing rugged terrain. We're a testament to the power and grace of the animal kingdom, a force to be reckoned with, admired by all who witness our spirit.
This year, word travels quickly about a particularly impressive stallion called "Spirit". He is known for his striking black coat, his elegant movements, and a reputation for extraordinary courage. Rumour has it that he's a prized possession of the Roman Emperor himself! It's said that Spirit can navigate through the toughest of conditions, a testament to his innate wisdom and spirit. Every horse dreams of such glory.
And the world of sport? It’s buzzing, full of activity! In distant lands, skilled horsemen compete in demanding challenges, putting their animals and themselves to the test. The agility, speed, and intelligence of our kind are highlighted, much to the cheers and applause of cheering spectators.
The Heart of Every Horse - Family and Community
There is nothing more grounding, however, than returning to the familiarity of home after a long day. My stablemates are a mix of youngsters and old hands, each with a unique tale to tell. I'm the oldest, having seen more than a few summers come and go, and they look up to me, often asking me for my advice. We're a team, united by the rhythm of work and the simple pleasures of life in Hayfield.
There's young Finn, the chestnut colt who has yet to master his harness but always eager to learn. I make sure he feels welcome and offer him a friendly nudge in the right direction. There's Bessie, a big-hearted mare with a passion for all things grassy and sweet. Her rumbling belly and contented whinnies are a reminder that even amidst all the drama of the world, there’s always time for a simple joy – the taste of fresh hay, the cool breeze across our backs.
There is something deeply comforting in sharing a stable with your own. A good groom, of course, is a blessing. It's a quiet sanctuary, free from the cares and worries of the outside world, a place where we can be ourselves, unwind, and share our stories with the one we hold closest – our equine companions.
Our World, Our Story
As I sit in the cool shadows of our barn, watching the sun set over Hayfield, a feeling of peace settles upon me. This world of ours, both the calm fields and the bustling towns, is made richer by our presence. We are not merely animals, we are part of the story, weaving a thread of history that will forever be intertwined with our strength, resilience, and the deep love that we have for the world we call home.
I leave you with a gentle neigh and the reminder that we horses are more than just animals, we are history in motion, and the heartbeat of the land.
Until next time, friends.
Emma, from Hayfield
