Things were picking up at Willow Run. The farm's momentum (and population) was building, and every day the schedule seemed to hold something new for staff and horses alike. I was excited for us, for the farm, but I couldn't help but feel a small pang of anxiety at the back of my mind- like all this growth might not quite be sustainable... Still, Finn had made an excellent case. Our percherons were show horses and after that they were breeding stock. But increasingly we were met with demand for draft and driving horses for other purposes. To meet this need, Finn had purchased a matched pair of shires. Twins in fact. They were still a bit young, but I had found the one commonality between Finn and Marie was that they greatly preferred their horses untouched by others when it came to training. Generally Finn was more easygoing about this, but when given the option for cheaper, unstarted youngstock, he quickly took it over the alternative.
They were named Porter and Stout, which made me happy. Porter, the mare, was a bit smaller and had a straighter profile, but was sturdily built with lovely white legs and blaze. She was a bit shy, but very sweet and docile and we found that she took to training well as long as she wasn't rushed. She loved being groomed and having her mane braided, and would lower her head and close her eyes halfway whenever you were grooming her. Though she didn't have an official barn name, she came to be called by a number of nicknames, including Portia, Ports, and Portsy-poo.
Her brother was a bit more of a handful. He wasn't a stallion, but it was clear he'd been gelded late (he arrived with frozen semen.) While he wasn't blatantly disrespectful, he could be bold at times. However Finn didn't seem bothered by it (despite Stout's massive size) and appreciated the fire and energy when it came time to hitch the big boy up. He wasn't a big fan of cross-ties but loved to be around other horses, especially for turnout when he could stir up a game or a race or some sort of tomfoolery.
The goal: train the two in harness and under saddle. They would be used not only for lessons and camp, but in various public appearances or private events. We even leased them out as hitch horses for anyone with particular needs. They worked hard, but they got a lot of love too. Isn't that what every horse deserves?
WR Stout Gender: Gelding, frozen semen available Breed: Shire Sire/Dam: Foundation (twin) Height: mature to 19.0 Color: Black Sabino Genotype: EE/aa/nO Discipline: Harness, basic riding Stud: Open to approved mares w/ registerable foal
Slots: open open open open open
Training: n/a Show History: n/a
WR Porter Ports! Gender: Mare Breed: Shire Sire/Dam: Foundation (twin) Height: mature to 18.2 Color: Black Sabino Genotype: Ee/aa/nSb Discipline: Harness, basic riding Brood: Open to approved stallions w/ registerable foal
Slots: open open open open open
Training: n/a Show History: n/a
Two more designs won in the Work Horse trials, drawn in record time.... I think I'm getting better at this all digital sketching and lining thing! Not really used to drawing shires though, so I hope they look all right and not too percheron-y I generally draw straight from a ref, but I couldn't really find what I wanted for these guys so I just looked at a lot of pictures of shires, rather than any one in particular.
These two are awesome possum! They make me wish I bred more heavy breeds. Also, I love your story! Your word choices and turns of phrase are delightful. I thoroughly enjoyed reading this piece.
Thank you so much! I enjoy adding some story to my drawings because they seem to come so few and far between, but I've never really considered myself a good writer... I'm glad you enjoyed it!
I try to add little stories with my pieces too, with varying success. But I do like to show what is happening with the farm and the people too, which is mostly why I write.
Nicely done on the lines and I like the muscle definition and suggestion of structure.