Good day, fellow equines and friends! Emma here, a grey mare with a white mane and tail, living the life of a draught horse in the beautiful countryside of Hayfield, near Aberdeen, Scotland. Today I thought I’d share some thoughts about the world around me, as it’s been quite a busy year in 1691, full of change and new experiences!
Let’s be honest, life as a working horse isn’t all frolicking in fields and rolling in mud. Most days are spent pulling heavy carts and wagons, ploughing the fields for the next harvest, or helping with heavy chores around the farmstead. It’s hard work, but I find it satisfying. The steady rhythm of my steps as I pull the plough, the satisfaction of seeing the furrows emerge, and the warm camaraderie amongst the horses who share the workload make it all worthwhile.
Of course, sometimes I dream of a life filled with carefree galloping across rolling fields, with the wind whipping through my mane and the sun warming my back. I’m sure some of you would think I'm crazy, but deep down, all horses must dream of the wild, free spirit that resides within us. However, I know my duty and my place. I'm proud to work alongside the other horses and the kind people here at Hayfield. They respect and appreciate our hard work, providing us with nourishing food, cosy stalls and warm blankets in the cold months.
And sometimes, there are special occasions. Like last month, when the young master needed to transport his wares to the bustling Aberdeen market. It was an exhilarating journey, taking us along narrow, winding paths and busy cobblestone streets. The sights and smells were so different from our quiet, familiar surroundings!
One thing that has changed quite a bit this year has been the buzz around 'carriage racing'. People seem to be taking this sport more seriously. You wouldn't believe the speed these horses are reaching, particularly the thoroughbreds and their fiery spirit. While I appreciate the excitement and skill displayed in those races, I don't think my sturdy frame was designed for such exhilarating speeds. My legs are built for strength, endurance, and dependable work - not breakneck dashes. But, I can't help but admire the incredible strength and skill these racers possess. They remind me that there's more to horse life than just the steady toil of the farm.
However, this year wasn’t all about change and excitement. There were some quiet moments too, especially when I spent my evenings with the other mares in the stable. We'd share our experiences of the day, nibble on our hay and oats, and listen to the soft murmur of the groom’s voice as he prepared us for the night. Those moments felt almost like sharing stories by the fireside, our quiet camaraderie a solace from the day’s work.
Speaking of stories, I hear tales about horses used in battles, especially from a new groom who arrived this year from a small village in England. He talks about how horses play a vital role in battles, carrying men and weapons, creating an almost deafening spectacle of hooves and armour.
However, the thought of war, the bloodshed, and the chaos, sends shivers down my spine. I don’t wish for a world where horses are used for violence. Instead, I long for a future where we're appreciated for our strength and grace, for the loyal companionship we offer, and for the hard work we contribute to our communities.
The most important thing to me is knowing my place within the community of Hayfield, and working alongside others who are so very different from myself. There’s a simple harmony to it all. The humans, who rely on our strength, provide us with their care, and the other horses, my fellow companions who understand the work and the quiet moments.
We are, after all, all creatures of this world, living together and depending on each other. Even with the hustle and bustle of the world around us, there’s beauty and satisfaction in knowing that I contribute to the lives of others, and am loved and cared for in return.
So, as we head into the quieter, colder months, I hope all my equine friends around the world are enjoying the warm camaraderie of their stable mates. I wish for a prosperous winter with enough oats and hay for all!
Until next time, fellow equines, I hope you enjoy a peaceful, happy rest of the year!
Love,
Emma
