Greetings, fellow equines! Emma here, your trusty grey draught mare from Hayfield near Aberdeen, Scotland. It’s been a while since my last post, but believe me, I’ve been busy! As you know, a life on a working farm never leaves much time for leisure, but there's always something new and exciting happening in the world of horses. And I wouldn't miss a chance to share my experiences with all of you, even if it's just a quick scribble in my journal before bedtime!
Life on the Farm
It’s 0941 AD, and life in Hayfield is as idyllic as ever, though sometimes I do miss the thrill of a long journey. These days, I spend most of my time hauling supplies and tending to the fields, helping the farmhands bring in the harvest and getting ready for the long winter months. This year’s oats were particularly bountiful, and the sheep seem to have had a bumper crop of lambs, keeping us all on our hooves with the added workload. But that's the joy of farm life, isn’t it? Every day brings a new challenge, and every accomplishment is met with the sweet smell of hay and the camaraderie of fellow horses.
Speaking of camaraderie, I've made some wonderful friends here. Old Magnus, the blacksmith's sturdy black steed, always has a humorous tale to tell. And young Finn, a fiery chestnut stallion from the neighbouring farm, often joins me for quick sprints across the meadows in our spare time. It’s good to have friends, you know? Someone to share your worries, your hopes, and your delicious munchies.
The World Beyond Hayfield
But it's not all about work and play on the farm, you know! The world is a vast and fascinating place, even for a hard-working horse like myself. This year, I heard tales of grand cavalry charges in the South. King Edward has been having some trouble with Viking raiders in the Danelaw, and our King of Scotland has sent soldiers to aid him. Imagine, the thrill of galloping into battle, the feeling of freedom in the wind, the adrenaline pumping through your veins… but I suppose, being a draught mare, I'm better suited to tending the land and providing a strong back for the men to depend on.
The most fascinating news I heard this year was of the rise of a new religious movement – Islam. This belief originating in Arabia seems to be spreading rapidly through trade and conquests. They have a book they call the Quran, filled with their beliefs and laws, and I hear tell they are rather devout and powerful warriors. I’ve heard tell from travelling traders that there's even a large library in a place called Baghdad, filled with countless scrolls of wisdom! One day, I hope to travel and see this incredible library with my own eyes. Perhaps one day!
The Equestrian Spirit of 0941
Even with the Viking raiders and the spreading influence of new faiths, 0941 AD was a good year for horses. You see, horses are more than just beasts of burden. They're companions, partners, and part of our very souls!
For the villagers, I am more than just a tool, I'm a lifeline. Without me, hauling supplies, transporting goods, and even pulling the plough wouldn’t be possible. They appreciate my hard work and my willingness to share their burdens. We have a unique bond, an understanding that stretches beyond language.
I have a deep appreciation for the elegance of thoroughbreds, used for sport and pleasure, the speed of the nimble warhorses, and the practicality of our sturdy workhorses.
And the monks? They are some of the most loving, gentle folk you could ever meet! They are also excellent horsemen. I love the way they understand the language of horses, speak softly to them, and spend hours tending to their every need. I even heard tell of a monastery in France dedicated solely to the care and breeding of horses!
I love how they always treat their horses with such respect and love. They teach them to carry precious cargo on long journeys, sharing the gospel and important news through their travels. Some even ride on horseback into war, praying for peace. But even these brave soldiers use their mounts to care for others - rescuing the sick and wounded on battlefields, tending to the needs of the poor and weak, even transporting medical supplies.
I always say, if you can learn anything from a horse, it is patience, strength, and a loving heart!
In Conclusion
This year in Hayfield has been a bit of a blur – I confess, there are days when I barely have time to breathe, let alone pen a blog entry. But it's all worth it when I look back and realize all the good I've done, all the help I've provided, and the bond I’ve fostered with those around me. Even on the most tiring days, when the muscles in my back scream in protest, I remember the kindness, love, and loyalty I'm part of. I am a horse, yes, but I am also an integral part of this beautiful community, contributing my strength, my spirit, and my unyielding love for all things equine.
I hope you all enjoy reading this entry and keep up the good work! Remember, no matter what we do, we are all united by our love of horses. Keep your hooves strong, your spirit bright, and your hearts open, and until next time, neigh!
Emma, Hayfield Grey
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