Welcome back to EquiWorld!
It's me again, Emma, your friendly grey draught mare from Hayfield, near Aberdeen. Today, we're travelling back in time to a special year: 522 AD. This year, it's spring here in Scotland, and the crocuses are starting to bloom, bringing with them that fresh, earthy scent I simply adore. It’s the perfect time for a chat, and with a little help from the wind whispers and the memories of my ancestors, let's see what the horse world looked like in 522 AD!
Hayfield, My Home:
The sun has warmed the heather-covered hillsides of Hayfield, and the air smells of sheep, peat, and the damp earth of newly turned fields. As a draught horse, I’m bred to work, but the beauty of my home reminds me of the wonders around us.
Even back in 522 AD, our village was alive with horses. They weren't quite as well cared for as they are today, of course. We still had to carry heavy loads and plough the fields for our human companions.
Life was demanding, but it was also fulfilling. My fellow horses and I would work together, sharing the heavy loads, and our strong bond gave us the courage to face the daily challenges.
Working Life of a Draught Horse:
Back then, a draught horse like me would be expected to help with everything. We would plough the land, pull carts filled with produce to market, and transport timber for building.
Life for a horse back then was less about leisure and more about endurance. Imagine spending the entire day pulling a heavy cart across the moors. It’s not for the faint of heart, but that was how we earned our keep. We horses were integral to society, helping our human companions cultivate the land and provide for their families.
It’s funny to think how we’re so dependent on machines nowadays. Back then, horses were the muscle behind society.
News from the Neighbours:
My father told me stories of faraway lands, of people travelling to places beyond the hills. Horses carried warriors into battle, and their strength was admired.
In 522 AD, a fierce warrior named Khosrau I rose to power in Persia. I've heard he favoured horses for their strength and stamina, just like us. Imagine, leading the charge into battle! My hooves would beat like a drum, driving my enemy back.
Now, not everyone used horses for warfare. Some communities, particularly those with a strong agricultural base, preferred them for their role in agriculture and transportation. It’s all about the resources available and the culture of the people, wouldn’t you agree?
The Joy of Being a Horse:
The work might have been hard, but there were always small joys. It’s the simple things, you know? Like feeling the sun warm your coat on a cold morning, the sound of the wind through the barley fields, or the taste of juicy clover after a long day of labour.
My human family, the MacGregor clan, understood my needs. They fed us well, provided a warm stable, and ensured we were free to run and play in the meadows when our work was done.
These are the memories I cherish the most. My favourite part of the day is the moment the sun sets. That warm glow bathing the hillside in its golden light is pure magic. As I stand in the stable, listening to the other horses snorting softly, I find a profound peace. It’s a moment I wouldn’t trade for anything.
The Horses of History:
Being a horse in 522 AD wasn't always easy, but it was incredibly meaningful. We were at the heart of human civilisation, helping them create a world that sustained and nourished them.
Every horse I encounter, whether it be a sleek racing thoroughbred or a sturdy workhorse like myself, carries a rich tapestry of history woven within its mane. The spirit of horses from 522 AD lives on, urging us forward to new heights of understanding, courage, and strength.
I believe it's crucial to remember our past, especially for the younger horses entering the world. By learning about our ancestors, we can honour their contributions and strive for a brighter future.
Next Week on EquiWorld:
As you all know, my curiosity knows no bounds, so join me next week as we travel back in time again! Let's delve into the world of horses in 523 AD!
Until then, stay curious and let the world inspire you!
Your friend, Emma.
