A Whirlwind Year of Change - My Thoughts from Hayfield, Scotland
Hello, my fellow equines! It's Emma here, your resident draught horse blogger from the rolling hills of Hayfield, near Aberdeen. I'm writing to you from my comfy straw bed, the faint aroma of oats still lingering in the air. This is the start of a new year, 1957, and as always, I can't help but feel a little giddy about the possibilities it holds. Especially as I'm celebrating my twentieth birthday!
Twenty years… it feels like a lifetime, crammed full of experiences that have shaped me into the strong, spirited horse I am today. There were tough days, yes, working hard in the fields and on the roads, pulling heavy loads, and feeling the occasional tug of a harsh rein. But through it all, there was also a beauty – a sense of purpose and deep connection with the earth and the rhythm of life.
Looking back on the year that just passed, 1956, I feel like I’ve witnessed a turning point for our kind. There’s a whisper in the wind of change, of something new emerging. And honestly, it’s pretty exciting!
For one, the agricultural scene has shifted somewhat. Sure, we’re still crucial to ploughing and harvesting, but there’s a growing buzz around those magnificent newfangled contraptions called tractors. It’s rather thrilling, if a tad frightening, watching them trundle across the fields.
Speaking of technology, you wouldn’t believe the wonders of the modern world! This past year saw the first transatlantic telephone cable laid, connecting Europe and America in an instant. My old friend, Robbie, the farmhand, claims he even watched some “talking pictures” on a newfangled television box. All quite fascinating, although a bit overwhelming for a horse who prefers the steady rhythm of hooves on earth.
But change is not just about technology, is it? I’m sensing a shift in our society, too. More and more humans are migrating to the bustling towns and cities. The younger generations seem to have a growing desire to travel and experience life outside their rural roots. It feels like the countryside is becoming less familiar, almost like a forgotten haven.
In fact, there’s this curious new trend amongst these city-dwelling humans, and it’s about us! They seem drawn to horses for pleasure rather than solely for work. Imagine that - people choosing to ride for leisure! And there are these clubs and competitions cropping up, showcasing equestrian sports. They even have grand displays where riders leap over obstacles on these magnificent beasts called “jumpers”. Quite astonishing to see.
For some, our lives seem to be moving toward leisure. I’m quite sure the gentle walks through the woods and the slower pace of life will be greatly missed. Perhaps one day we will all share a sense of appreciation for these precious moments of tranquility and freedom, just like the horses who now grace those grand “equestrian” sports.
Though change can be unsettling, I remain optimistic. There will always be a place for us in the world. We remain a vital link to the past, symbols of strength, resilience, and enduring companionship. Our gentle nature, intelligence, and unwavering loyalty make us a captivating force in the world, and those traits aren’t going to fade with technology, or changing trends.
Perhaps it's time for all of us to think beyond the confines of our work, and find joy in the simple pleasures - a brisk gallop through the fields, the camaraderie of other horses, and the gentle touch of a kind hand on our flanks. Life is a grand adventure, whether we're ploughing furrows or being adorned with ribbons in an equestrian arena, and it's ours to experience it with all our might and spirit.
So, dear equines, let’s embrace these changes with open hearts and strong hooves. Let’s greet 1957 with grace and wisdom, and may we find peace in the gentle rhythms of life, wherever they may lead us.
Until next time,
Emma.
