By Emma, Hayfield, Scotland
Good day, fellow equines and horse-lovers! Emma here, your friendly grey draught mare from the rolling hills of Hayfield near Aberdeen. It's a crisp autumn morning, and the frost clings to the grass like glittering diamonds. A perfect day for a long walk, wouldn't you say? And what better day to talk about our equine history, right here on Equiworld?
This week, we're journeying back in time, to the year 0514. Now, that's a long, long time ago! In fact, I can barely imagine a world without motorcars or tractors! But trust me, our ancestors in 0514 were still hard at work, pulling plows, carrying heavy loads, and helping farmers get their jobs done.
The life of a horse back then wasn't always easy. They were the workhorses, the backbone of society. But even though times were different, horses in 0514 were still cherished. They were more than just beasts of burden, they were family. A farmer would depend on his horses as much as his wife or children.
So, where should we begin our journey through 0514? Let's start with what we were known for back then - the ability to plough and farm. I know, some of you youngsters think it's just a tedious task. "Why use horses for that? Why not a tractor?" Well, tractors weren't around yet! Our ancestors had a close relationship with the land. In 0514, horses were considered crucial for plowing, tilling, sowing, and harvesting. It was back-breaking work, especially with heavier plows.
But I wouldn't have it any other way. There's a certain pride that comes with helping your humans bring in a bountiful harvest. And for me, the feel of the soil between my hooves, the scent of fresh-turned earth, the feeling of helping contribute to something larger than myself, well, it's truly satisfying!
Now, don't get me wrong, it wasn't all about the farm. Horses also played a huge part in transportation in 0514. Picture this: Imagine trotting through dense forests, your hooves making a soft, rhythmic sound against the woodland floor. You're pulling a cart full of supplies, and your humans are singing songs as you navigate along the dirt road. It wasn't a fast journey, but it was a peaceful, harmonious one. You are one with the wind and the countryside.
And then there were the grand journeys of the nobility. You’d have your choice of beautiful, well-cared for horses, richly adorned with fine tack and flowing feathered plumes. They were a symbol of wealth and power, like a magnificent piece of jewellery!
These were the days of Knights and tournaments. Yes, 0514 witnessed the glory and drama of knights charging into battle. I hear it wasn't for the faint of heart! Horses were trained for war, a sight I can barely imagine.
Now, imagine yourself on the battlefield! Imagine the thunder of hooves as the horses surged forward. A blur of action and noise, dust flying everywhere. I can't help but wonder what went through their minds, but they definitely showed their courage and strength on that field of honour. They truly deserved their title of the 'Iron Horse.'
It wasn't all just war and battles though, of course. There were many peaceful aspects to horses' lives. Just like today, we were kept for pleasure, and that included sporting events like hunting. Imagine riding through the forests, the thrill of the chase, a sense of exhilarating freedom and excitement! Now that would be an adventure worth having!
In those days, horseback riding was seen as an aristocratic sport. In fact, it was even used as a tool to test a nobleman's fitness. Imagine, someone who can't handle a horse, wouldn't be fit for knighthood.
Horses were truly respected for their power, strength, and versatility. You were more than just a friend to your human, you were their best friend, confidante, and most reliable companion. You were a partner in life. Can you imagine the stories those horses have seen, the joys they experienced, the tears they've helped to dry?
As I gallop through Hayfield with the wind blowing through my mane, I can't help but marvel at those early days of horse history. I feel an unbreakable bond to those who came before me, all of us connected through our love of the land and our deep connection to our humans. We are the "Iron Horse", forever strong and brave, with a soul as free as the wind, forever galloping through history.
What an incredible adventure it's been to be a horse.
See you all on the next blog post, with more insights from a grey mare's life. Don't forget to share your thoughts and experiences in the comments below.
Till then, happy trails!
