Hello there, my fellow equine friends! Emma here, your friendly neighbourhood grey mare from Hayfield near Aberdeen. As you all know, I have a passion for history, particularly when it comes to our beloved horse kind. And as promised, today we're going to journey back in time, all the way to the year 0684! This is part of my "Year By Year" series, and I'm so excited to share this adventure with you.
A World in Transition
It’s incredible to think how much our world has changed over the years. Imagine the thrill of travelling on horseback, crossing vast fields and whispering through ancient forests. Our ancestors were nomads, roaming the land freely, their bond with the horse unbreakable. Even in 0684, this bond was still very much alive.
This year, as I stood in the fields of Hayfield, a sense of familiarity swept over me. Life in 0684 was simple – we grazed on lush grass, the sun on our backs, the wind rustling our manes. The chill of the Scottish air nipped at my nose in the morning, but it was a welcome crispness. My coat was sleek, my white mane and tail flowing like a waterfall, and my hooves, strong and sure, felt solid on the ground.
I felt at peace, content in the rhythm of the natural world. Our lives revolved around the seasons – the vibrant green of summer, the golden hues of autumn, the snow-dusted stillness of winter. As a draught mare, I worked alongside the humans, pulling their carts and ploughs, contributing to the livelihood of the farm. We were partners, each of us contributing to the tapestry of life in Hayfield.
Horses, Our Companions
In 0684, horses were integral to every aspect of life. Imagine a world without trucks, cars, or tractors. Our power, our strength, and our resilience were vital for transportation, agriculture, and even warfare. It is fascinating to think about the bond between humans and horses – a symbiotic relationship forged in the fires of shared history. I'm told there are stories about powerful kings riding to battle, surrounded by their noble steeds, their combined strength creating a force to be reckoned with.
And don’t forget the cavalry! In the year 0684, soldiers still rode on horseback, their steeds carrying them into battle. This is what made us the backbone of society – the fearless companions who fought by their sides, allowing their warriors to claim victory. This unwavering bravery and loyalty of the horse are what has made our kind so celebrated through history.
But horses weren't just about work. They were, and still are, symbols of freedom, grace, and companionship. My human family used me to journey to nearby villages, to barter for necessities and socialise. We were like two peas in a pod, connected through a mutual respect and a deep love for each other.
Riding Beyond the Horizons
I have it on good authority that people would often take to the road on horseback, embarking on grand adventures! Imagine journeying for miles on end, experiencing new landscapes, discovering new cultures. Some were merchants, selling their wares and connecting communities. Others were explorers, venturing into unknown territories, searching for new horizons. And of course, there were those who sought adventure for adventure’s sake – braving the wilderness, crossing treacherous terrain, feeling the wind whip through their hair.
It’s these journeys that spark a certain wildness within me, a yearning for freedom and adventure. And let’s face it, a good gallop through the open fields feels like pure bliss, like soaring through the skies on the wings of the wind! It's in those moments, my dear friends, that we feel most alive!
Breeds of a Bygone Era
Back in 0684, there were some stunning horses roaming the land! I'm told that the Celtic pony was particularly well-loved – known for its sturdy build, strength, and incredible resilience. These magnificent creatures could handle the rough terrain and cold climates of Scotland, their strength a vital asset in their lives. And of course, we can’t forget the ancestors of the Shire horse - their immense power and kind temperament were prized by everyone. They are, after all, what gave us draught horses our stature!
Sadly, there’s not a great deal of written record on horses during that time period. However, there are some tales passed down through the generations, stories of mighty steeds and brave riders, whispering tales of bravery and loyalty, of life lived in harmony with the horse.
A Life of Connection
In 0684, horses were more than just animals – they were members of families, valued companions, and even part of the local communities. They were celebrated for their strength, grace, and endurance, their lives intertwined with the fate of the people they served.
As the sun sets over the fields of Hayfield, I feel the deep connection I have to the horses of 0684. While we may not share the exact lives, the same spirit, the same essence binds us together across the ages. The love of a horse for their human, the yearning for freedom and adventure – these are timeless feelings that resonate within every heart, across centuries, and across the world.
So, next time you’re in the stable with your beloved equine companion, remember the stories of horses long gone, remember their dedication and strength. Let us all strive to honor their legacy by nurturing the beautiful relationship we have with these extraordinary creatures, our horses! Until next time, dear friends, keep galloping and stay true to your heart.
Emma
