Field Notes - Donkeys
- Sep 18, 2025
- 2 min read
Updated: Dec 10, 2025
If Fridays had faces, it would be the mug shot of a pair of donkeys. Unhurried, not bothered, standing in the most shetered part of a wet meadow, the very picture of end-of-the-week sufficiency.
The error we make, according to most donkeys, is in seeing these sweet and gentle creatures as slightly under-evolved horses. It is a subject of both slight resentment and constant discussion in all places where donkeys gather. They readily admit they lack the sleek flanks and polished glamour of their equine cousins - yes, ok - but what they do possess in spades, is more rare. A quizzical charm, a boder-line comic dignity and the ability to look both world-weary and endlessly forgiving at the same time. Their loving gaze suggests that they know something we don’t, but are far too polite to mention it.
