Where Thoroughbreds Began

One of these days, I will figure out how to upload Remedios's video. But for now it's back to stills.

I spent two wonderful weeks in England last month, and spent a good deal of the time driving around crazy little narrow country roads in a crazy little car that had a steering wheel on the wrong side. And most of the sites I looked at had some connection to the very early days of the thoroughbred racehorse.






One of my favorite spots was Nutwith Cote, an obscure little farm in a beautiful setting that nobody visits where the barn (and the house) have changed very little from when it housed the son of the Darley Arabian from whom 95% of all thoroughbreds today are descended.









I took lots of photos of the barn.



And more than a few of the current inhabitant . . .












. . . and the chicken who follows him around.