12/09/2024
The baby drafts came to live with us this week, Mona and Nelda, named after my grandmothers. They are half sisters, born a few days apart, and they have not been separated. I figure that partnership will continue a long time, God willing. Our adult horses are still here, of course, but it has come time for a new fresh project to keep us young and rightly challenged. And so we start again. They are Suffolk Punch, a true farm draft that stayed home in the fields for the last 500 years instead of specializing in wagon hauling, war, parades, shows, or delivering the beer. I am told the temperaments of Suffolks are steady and willing. Structurally, they will be less tall, more thick. The Charles Barkley of the drafts. Time will tell, and these fillies will let us know. And now, as with any newcomer that comes to stay with us, we set our own hearts and commitment into rhythm to match theirs in that joinery that will grow into something magical and which we could never invent.
