Hello, lovely readers! It’s Emma here, a grey mare from Hayfield near Aberdeen, Scotland. I am very excited to continue my journey of sharing our equine history, especially because 0346 is a significant year for horses and humanity alike! It feels like centuries have passed since I first started writing these posts, and I still get such a thrill from piecing together our story.
This week, I’m particularly fascinated by how closely interwoven our lives are with the lives of humans. Just think, we are more than just working beasts or fancy companions! We are essential cogs in the machine of human society – providing transportation, power, and even spiritual connection.
My friend Duncan, a handsome bay gelding from the neighbouring farm, recently told me that historians believe 0346 was a time of considerable unrest in many parts of the Roman Empire. While I couldn't understand why humans would want to fight amongst themselves, I can certainly grasp the concept of having to travel further and work harder during times of trouble. But, even then, humans were deeply reliant on horses. They would use us for transport, carrying their supplies and troops, and even as weapons. I remember reading how the Romans would sometimes train us for combat, a terrifying thought to be sure!
Although I wouldn't wish for a war to break out, Duncan and I were often reminiscing about how much human lives have changed since our great grandparents' days. Back then, our role as transport and power animals was crucial in human existence, especially for those who didn’t own a chariot! Every journey was a unique experience. Travelling over bumpy dirt tracks or treacherous mountain passes, encountering new places, meeting fascinating individuals – it was an adventure, though I must say a very demanding one!
One particularly cold evening last year, I happened to eavesdrop on a conversation between my owners, Agnes and James. Agnes was expressing her gratitude towards me, telling James that, if it wasn't for my strong back and stamina, they would not have been able to get their harvest of barley to market before the storm arrived. It truly touched my heart to feel so appreciated. My job, which is usually quite demanding, especially when we're ploughing through heavy mud or pulling wagons with full loads of hay, felt very purposeful that night.
It isn’t all work, of course! Every Sunday, I get to roam freely in the beautiful fields around Hayfield with my stablemates. We graze together, enjoying the gentle breezes and basking in the sunshine, just like the wild horses from the highlands do. We even occasionally meet up with some friendly sheep, always careful not to make them feel overwhelmed by our sheer size! These shared moments of serenity are simply invaluable.
You might wonder what I, as a simple draught horse, have to offer beyond pulling carts and tilling land. While these are certainly essential tasks that help provide for the people of Hayfield, I like to believe I bring something more. The power of the human-horse bond runs deeper than you may think. We are their companions, sharing the burden of their toil, experiencing life's journey alongside them. It's an invisible connection, woven with trust, dedication, and perhaps even some understanding, which helps sustain and uplift both parties.
Even my life as a farm horse has its own small triumphs. Last spring, for example, Agnes taught me how to use my powerful hind legs to pull the carriage when a young boy lost control of the reins while playing. James was extremely proud and told everyone how much I had helped. A young colt from the next village even stopped by to say thank you and asked if he could practice pulling with me – it seems the legend of "Emma, the heroic mare" has spread even beyond Hayfield.
And speaking of legends, we must remember the mythical stories about our ancestors – those magical steeds that travelled with heroes and even kings! While I haven't met any fire-breathing dragons myself, these fantastical creatures give us horses a powerful sense of our lineage. Just like in these stories, we stand for strength, grace, loyalty, and spirit!
Speaking of legend and spirit, did you know that 0346 marks an exciting turning point in our equine history? For the first time, horses began to be featured in artistic depictions of human affairs, something previously unheard of in our region. A wealthy merchant in Aberdeen was known to have commissioned a beautiful mosaic depicting a rider returning triumphantly from a long journey, with his trusty steed standing proudly by his side. These advancements in human art show how much we have started to influence human thinking and perceptions. It is an exciting prospect, isn't it? To leave a mark on history and be acknowledged for the strength, elegance, and courage we embody!
Just yesterday, I caught a glimpse of the stunning chariot racing in the nearby Roman fort. The horses were magnificent – so powerful, nimble, and coordinated! Each movement was a beautiful display of raw talent and grace. I wonder if I'll ever be able to perform at that level of artistry, although my strength and stamina are truly valued in our humble Scottish countryside.
Regardless, I believe every horse, no matter their size or task, has a tale to tell. I find immense satisfaction in being part of this larger narrative. Our past is rich with lessons and inspirations, and our present is a testament to the remarkable bond we share with humankind. So, stay tuned, my lovely readers, because I have many more fascinating tales to share, and each story will bring us closer to understanding the magnificent tapestry of history woven by the power and elegance of horses.
